My hands slipped down and took hold of his shaft and I leant forward pressing myself right up to his ear and whispering so quietly it was almost just a breath “do you want it. by this point I was gasping for breath and his closeness pressing against me was helping I could hardly draw in a breath but I didn’t want him to pull back I wanted his flesh pressed firmly against mine I wanted our bodies entwined in this embrace and then I felt the orgasm truly coming to a peak and waves after waves of pleasure washed over my whole body causing it to shudder and flail uncontrollably. I then was going to own him. “You hustled me” he complained
“Obviously not well enough” I said gesturing at my boobs
“Either way I want a rematch, a death-match one kill”
“But you have nothing left to take off”
“Ok if I win you have to finish stripping, if you win I have to do whatever you say”
“Ok deal” I replied. I leant down and licked it causing it to twitch more. I then was going to own him. Meaning I was sitting in my underwear luckily for me this distracted him allowing me to get in another kill so that he was down to his boxers.
