Chapter 72

• MR. KING
• God, my little pet is a handful in the best possible way. She’s eager and bratty and so fucking willing to do every naughty thing she can think of. Her little virgin pussy is so damn tight. I’m still buried inside her, and the lure of her virgin ass is the only thing that could ever get me to leave her tight, wet cunt. Before I pull out of her, I lift her, sliding her up the length of my cock before slamming her back down, smiling when her lips part in a gasp and her eyes roll back in her head.
• “Fuck,” she whimpers, clinging to me, her small body still shaking from the fucking she just got. When I slide her off my cock, she gives me a pout and tries to wiggle her way back onto me. I laugh and flip her around, setting her on the chair so she’s kneeling on it with her forearms resting on the back of it.