Don't look a gift horse in the mouth

Flicking through you see countless possibilities, Æon Flux, Black Widow, Daphne Blake, Francine Smith, Harley Quine, Jesse and James Team Rocket, Janine Melnitz....... “Oh my God there is so many” you said out loud as you again heard Kim moving uneasily on the chair.

Turning back around you stare at her and give her smile as if to ease the tension but she only looked away in embarrassment.

Clicking your tongue at the roof of your mouth you decide in your head that there will be no more remorse. “Stand up, turn around and bend over the chair” you order and watch patently as Kim argues with the demons in her head before diligently getting to feet and shuffling around in a 180, placing her hands on the back of the chair and bending over. Kim’s khaki combat trousers done nothing but accentuate her ass and the huge belt holding them up provoked an even better hour glass figure as she bent over and breathed out sharply in an act of defiance and rage.

“Good, now stay still” you say as you nonchalantly meander towards her stiff body, placing your hands on her sharply hips first, running them around to her belt buckle before back and over her ass cheeks then up under her top, lightly playing twitch the small of her back before snaking around the front of her abdomen and stretching her top.

“Mmmm” you coo as you let your weight press heavily on her back and slid your right hand up between her breasts and gripping her left shoulder. “Stand up straight” you whisper and guide with you right hand pushing her upright.

Feeling her tight ass against the growing bulge in your boxers is almost enough to make you cum down your leg now but the fun has only just begun with this one and there is so much more fun to be had.