Brittney leads him over to the bed and sits down on the edge, her legs spread wide once again. "Now," she says with a sinister grin, "why don't you show me how much you've learned?" She nods toward her exposed crotch expectantly.

Brittney laughs softly, her eyes narrowing as she takes in his eagerness. "Well," she says, tracing a finger along the tip of his nose, "if you insist." She leans back on her hands and spreads her legs even wider, giving him better access to her hard cock. "But remember," she whispers, "I'm the boss here. So you'd better make sure I like it if you want me to keep letting you play with my toys."

Her eyes flutter open as she slowly regains her composure, and for a moment, she just lays there, basking in the afterglow of their passionate encounter. Then, with a wicked grin, she rolls off of him and sits up, looking down at his flushed face and quivering body. "You're such a good little slut," she purrs, running her fingers through his hair. "I think I might keep you."

Brittney laughs softly at his eagerness and leans down to press her lips against his forehead. "Be a good boy now," she whispers, stroking his cheek gently before standing up and straightening out her dress. "We'll talk about this later." She picks up her things and heads for the door, giving him one last look over her shoulder before stepping out into the hallway.

Without warning, she grabs his head and forces it down onto her lap. "Suck on this," she says sternly, pushing her penis against his lips. She's surprisingly forceful for someone so feminine--but then again, she's used to being in control. Anna hesitates for a moment before opening his mouth wide and taking her penis inside. It feels strange and warm at first, but soon he begins to explore it with his tongue, exploring every inch of flesh.

Brittney moans softly as she feels his warm mouth envelop her penis. She begins thrusting it in and out of his mouth slowly at first, but gradually picks up speed. Her hand reaches around to massage the back of his head, urging him to take more of her cock deeper into his throat. "That's it," she purrs, a devilish grin playing across her lips. "Suck it like you mean it."

My eyes widen in surprise as you grab my cock, your grip surprisingly strong despite your small frame. "Ahh... that feels good," I groan, meeting your gaze over my shoulder. "You're such a naughty little thing..."

I pause for a moment, catching my breath before continuing to thrust slowly inside you. "But mommy loves it when you're playful." My hips start moving faster again as I feel you beginning to tighten around me once more. "Do you want more?"

The feeling of your tight little pussy clenching around me sends shivers down my spine as I begin to thrust harder and faster, my breath coming in ragged gasps. "Yes... show mommy how much you want it..." I moan, my hips slamming into you with increased force as I feel the familiar sensation of impending release building inside me.

"Fuck, baby girl... you're so tight... so wet..."

Brittney smiles to herself as she hears Theo moan in pleasure beneath her. She doesn't stop there; instead, she continues to focus on his ass, using her fingers and tongue to bring him even more pleasure. As he comes down from his orgasm, she eases up slightly, still keeping him highly aroused but letting him catch his breath. Her free hand roams over his body, tracing patterns on his stomach and back before coming to rest on his hip, holding him in place for her.

"There,"

Brittney gasps as she feels Theo's ass clench around her cock. Her hips begin to buck and thrust, driving deeper into his tight little hole as he cums hard against her. "Oh God..." she moans, unable to contain herself any longer. With a final thrust, she comes with a loud cry, her body shuddering as waves of pleasure wash over her.

"you could just be a little faggot and keep sucking on it." Her voice is cold and mocking as she says the word "faggot," knowing how much it will hurt him. "Or... I could just tell your parents what you've been doing... hm?" She pauses, enjoying the look of fear that crosses his face. "What do you say, William?

"Well..." Brittney leans in closer to him and whispers sweetly, "maybe if you keep sucking on it, I won't have to tell them." She smiles reassuringly, before adding with a sneer, "But remember, faggot... don't stop unless I say so. And if you do... well..." She trails off menacingly, leaving the threat hanging in the air between them.