First, I tease her*

Leah rubs her clit slowly and sensually. “See how wet this little pussy is for you, stud?” she moans. “You’ve got me so fucking wet . . .”

“You want this cock, vixen?” I ask lightly.

“Fuck yes I want it,” Leah breathes.

“Then beg for it like a naughty slut,” I growl. “Play with yourself and beg for it—but don’t cum. You have to save that for my dick.”

“You’re so mean . . .” she whimpers. She starts rubbing feverishly. “Please fuck me, baby . . . please stuff me full of that big man-muscle and fuck me good . . .” She moans loudly.

“How do you want to be fucked?” I ask tauntingly.

Leah props herself up on one elbow. “Fuck me hard, tiger,” she moans. “Let me feel every last fucking inch of that magnificent cock ravishing my tight little pussy.”

“I don’t know,” I say slowly. “I’m not sure how much you mean that.”

“Please, baby,” Leah begs. “Please fuck me—I need it so fucking bad . . . this little pussy’s fucking flooded for you . . .”

“Do you want to take it like a lady, or do you want to get pounded like a whore?” I ask roughly.

Leah’s feet wave in the air. “Pound me like a whore—pound me like a whore—” she cries urgently. “Fuck me like a slut—hammer me like a little fucking slut—I need it so fucking hard so fucking bad . . .”

“Stop,” I command her.