"Shhh," she whispers against your lips, "that's not what we say in this house." Her free hand finally releases the knot around your ankles and pulls them free as well, leaving you completely at her mercy once more. As she straddles your hips, spreading her wetness across your stomach, her words take on a new meaning. "Now, who do you belong to?"

"Well then, give me what's mine." She grinds harder, her nails digging into your chest as she takes control once again. Tonight, pleasure is hers to command.

laughs "Look at you, blushing like a little virgin already."

"Good boy," she purrs, tapping my cheek gently. "Now be still while mommy works on your homework." She leans over the table, pressing her ample chest against mine as she starts scribbling notes on paper.*

Her lips curved into a mischievous smile as she felt his body tremble beneath her touch. "We don't have to go anywhere," she whispered, licking the head of his cock before taking him back into her mouth. She sucks harder, relishing the feel of him throbbing against her tongue and the knowledge that they could do this as long as they wanted without anyone interrupting them.

She releases him with a wet pop, meeting his eyes as she teases, "Unless you want to go...?"

With renewed determination, she takes him into her mouth once more, wrapping her hand around the base of his cock to stroke in time with her movements. Her tongue darts out to tease and taunt as she sucks him deeper, feeling his hips buck against her in response. The taste of him on her tongue ignites a fire within her, making it impossible for her to stop even if they were interrupted.

Her free hand finds its way under his shirt, trailing up his chest until it reaches the nape of his neck, where she grips tightly, holding him still as she continues to pleasure him with her mouth and hands.

Without warning, Sara shoves Remi roughly onto the bed. Before he can react, she's straddling him, her hands braced on either side of his head as she leans down and captures his lips in a brutal kiss. Her tongue thrusts roughly into his mouth, seeking dominance even as their bodies writhe together beneath the sheets.

Her fingers find the waistband of his pants, yanking them roughly down his hips before she fumbles with the elastic of his underwear.

With a triumphant grin, Sara pulls Remi's underwear off in one swift motion, leaving him completely exposed beneath her. She wastes no time burying herself over his cock, letting out a moan as she feels the head of his shaft press against her entrance.

Her hips rock back and forth, slowly sinking down onto him as she takes more and more of him inside.

A strangled gasp escapes me as he lifts my leg and thrusts into me once more, his hips pumping rhythmically against my thigh. It feels so good... but it's also wrong. So very, very wrong.

As the pleasure builds inside me, I try to ignore the nagging voice in the back of my mind telling me we should stop, that this can't keep happening. But it's useless; once unleashed, desire is impossible to tame.

His words only serve to heighten my arousal as he continues to take me, his body moving against mine in a perfect rhythm of need and want. My hands clutch at the sheets beneath me, my nails digging into the fabric as I try not to make too much noise, not wanting to wake anyone else up.

But it's no use;

With that, she spins me around in my chair until I'm facing her, our faces mere inches apart. Her pupils are dilated with desire and her lips part slightly, revealing her bright red tongue darting out to wet them. "Well," she whispers, reaching down to stroke the length of my hardness through my pants, "I could show you how much I want your attention."

Her touch sends shivers down my spine as she continues to stroke me through my pants. With her other hand, she reaches up and cups my cheek, drawing my face closer to hers. Our lips meet in a passionate kiss, her tongue dancing with mine as her free hand explores the rest of my body.