✨🎃✨💜✨🎃✨ Time has become a less real and relevant concept sin..

✨🎃✨💜✨🎃✨ Time has become a less real and relevant concept since you’ve been in here with her, you could have been watching her move for 5 minutes or 5 hours, it all feels the same to you…entrancing. You’re so foggy with pleasure that you forget all about your friends, the party, and even your own name- wait, did she even tell you HER name?? Doesn’t matter. Nothing else matters. You never want this to end. She’s pulled off her ‘shorts’ now to reveal that her fishnet top isn’t a top at all, it’s thin and delicate fabric barely hiding the peeks of soft hair and juicy lips between her legs. You can feel yourself actually begin to salivate as her hand dips down to the buttons under her sweet little pussy, so dr*nk on this feeling that you nearly you miss when she begins to speak again. “Do you want to watch me cum?? Would that make my good boy happy…??” Buttons now fully popped, your eyes following her every slight movement, she slips one of her fingers inside. The bulge in your pants is steadily throbbing as you watch her slide it in and out, all while flatteringly wet sounds and small, sweet moans escape her. You want to graze your hand over the throbbing, tease some moans out of yourself, but your awareness that you’ve not been given permission paralyzes you. The throbbing gets more intense and though once you might have guessed that’d be unpleasant, intolerable even, you’re now glowing with the full bodied pleasure of knowing you’re being a very, very good boy. Her eyes flit open for a moment, granting you a short gaze of approval mixed with the adorable sexual frustration of being just on the edge of pure ecstasy. The effect this small gift has is immediate, you can feel yourself start to cum in tandem with her quiet squeals of pleasure, her fingers nearly dripping as she looks you in the eyes and then shoots a look at your lap. “Cum for me…,” she sighs, clutching one of her tits and twisting at the nipple. “Now!” You both breathe hard together for a moment, then she lets out a little scream as her thighs start to go loose and tremble. Your pants are now wet and your eyes still glued to her as she lays herself down onto the cold floor, panting and dripping. She wipes a bit of hair out of her face and breathes a cute sigh of relief before turning and smiling more sweetly at you than she has all night. “I knew you’d be a good listener,” she giggles, then adds, “so uh… hey, what’s your name?” THE END 👻