Possessive 1
You gasp for breath as she finally moves off you, she's still rolling around a little on the floor.
"You're so good at that, how did you learn to do that?" She asks mockingly.
"I didn't do that," You laugh back. "You just kinda . . . "
She interrupts while laughing with you. "Yeah I just kinda what? What did I just kinda do?"
"You just kinda fucked my face." You blurt out giggling. Again you are both in fits of warm laughter.
"I didn't get to . . . "
She interrupts you again. "No you didn't get to cum yet did you."
Angela rolls around on her knees and elbows and looks back at you smiling. "I have an idea.
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You have to hear me out it will be so good and will please me so much." Her cheeky smile disarms you again. "You want to be my sweet chaste boy-next-door don't you? Please? Yes. You didn't get to cum yet, and I don't want you to cum yet. I don't want you to cum at all." She's giggling now as she lowers her head almost to the floor in a submissive posture. She waves her hips behind her while looking up at you. "Please hold it in for me. Be a good boy and hold it all in. You are way too cute when you're all flustered. Maybe tomorrow after you mow my lawn. Say "Yes Angela.""
(Say it)