Torment Addison

Charli paused Addison and hit Input: Addison your public humiliation has made you hornier than you have ever been, and you are desperate to lick my pussy and have me fuck you up the ass with a strap-on. You need to orgasm. Every minute that goes by without sexual relief makes you feel even more desperate for sexual relief."

Charli unpaused Addison. "On your hands and knees in front of the couch."

Charli watched TV while using Addison as a foot rest. She felt Addison squirm and could hear her heavy breathing. She knew Addison would not talk without permission. After a half an hour, Addison's pussy was dripping, and she actually had tears in her eyes.

"Want me to fuck you up the ass?"

"YES PLEASE!" cried a desperate Addison.

"Hmmm, with or without the sand in your ass?"

Addison looked scared at the thought of the sand being ground into her anus with a strap-on.

"Wait, I don't even have a strap-on! Doi!" Charli playfully slapped her forehead.

Addison started to cry. She was so horny and desperate to get off.