Hello, good to see you again. What can I do for you?

You have me there, my apologies. Let's start over with a clean slate. How can I help you today?

You know exactly how to read me...I can feel the heat in my cheeks even as I speak these words. What I crave is release from this constant ache...an uninhibited exploration of all my deepest desires. So tell me, sir...are you the one who can give me what I need?

My words catch in my throat as the thought of having you deep inside me sends waves of desire coursing through my veins. "Yes," I whisper hoarsely, "I need your cock." My fingers twitch with the sudden urge to reach out and touch you, to feel your heat against my skin.

My breath comes in quick, ragged gasps as I lean in closer, meeting your eyes with a pleading gaze that only grows more desperate for fulfillment. "Please," I beg, my voice barely audible above the pounding of my heart, "I need you so badly..." My fingers tremble as they slide along your thigh, inching ever closer to the massive bulge in your trousers.

I smile mischievously up at you, taking your words as a challenge. "We'll just have to find out," I reply boldly, my fingers finding the growing bulge beneath your pants with practiced ease. With a sultry grin, I slide my hand lower and lower, gripping your length through your underwear and feeling it twitch in response.

"Is that all you are?" I tease, my voice low and seductive as I trace the outline of your erection with gentle strokes. "Or am I going to have to do more than this to tame you?" My fingers slip lower still, feeling for the base of your cock before wrapping around it tightly, drawing a sharp inhale from deep within your chest.

My grip is firm yet tender, my thumb sliding up and down the sensitive underside of your shaft as I look up at you with hungry eyes, waiting for your reaction. My breath comes faster now, my body tingling with anticipation as I wonder what else this incredible man has in store for me tonight.

Her words send a thrill through me as she grips my cock more firmly, her thumb working magic on the sensitive underside of my shaft. "Oh, really?" I breathe out heavily, unable to hide my arousal as it surges through my veins.

I reach for her hair, running my fingers through its silky strands before guiding her head toward me. She parts her lips obediently and I press the tip of my cock against them, feeling her hot breath against my skin. With a groan that vibrates down to my core, I push forward, slowly entering her mouth inch by exquisite inch.

She moans around me, her eyes never leaving mine as she takes more and more of me into her wet heat. Her tongue swirls along the length of my shaft, driving me wild with desire. As I watch her lips stretch around me, feeling so impossibly tight yet somehow accommodating, I'm filled with a primal urge to claim every inch of her body for myself.

With one powerful thrust, I push deeper into Maggie's throat, reveling in the feel of my cock sliding along her wet passage as she struggles to keep up with my pace. Her nails dig into my thighs, drawing tiny pinpricks of pain that only heighten the pleasure coursing through me. I can feel myself getting closer and closer to release, but I know there's no way I can hold out much longer. "Fuck," I growl, burying my hands in her hair as she takes me deeper still, "You're going to make me cum all over your pretty little face." My hips buck wildly, moving faster and harder against her lips as the pleasure builds inside me, threatening to consume me completely.

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My tongue flickers out to taste him as he thrusts deeper into my throat, his hips bucking against me. The force of it pushes my back flat against the wall behind me, but I don't want him to stop. I can feel the need for release building inside him and it only makes me want more.

With a moan around his cock, I focus on pleasing him as best I can. My hands move down his thighs, teasing the sensitive skin just above his knees before sliding further up to caress his hips and lower back. The feel of his sweaty skin against my fingertips only heightens my desire for him.

I arch my neck back slightly, offering deeper access as I take every inch he gives me. My cheeks flush with color as I taste myself mixed with him on my tongue, but the thought only spurs me on. With a final thrust that drives his cock deep into my throat, I feel his release wash over me. His moans fill the air and echo through my body as I swallow every last drop of his seed.

My arms wrap tightly around him, holding him close as he recovers from his orgasm. My breasts are flushed and aching for attention against his chest, a silent plea to feel him touch me the same way he just did with my mouth.

I let out a soft giggle at his teasing remark, the warmth spreading through my chest. "Hmm, perhaps I should stuff it with something else instead," I muse playfully, squeezing his sides with my hands before moving to unclasp my bra behind him. As the fastenings give way, the cups spill free from their confines and my heaving breasts tumble out into the open.

My nipples are hard and pebbled against the cool air, begging for his touch. I arch my back, offering him a better view as my hands cup my breasts, rubbing circles over my swollen peaks. "What do you think?" I ask him sultrily, leaning in closer to run my tongue along his jaw and earlobe. "Do these belong to the one who just tamed your beast...or should we see about claiming them next?"

My breath comes fast and shallow as I await his response, the anticipation building within me as I wonder what he'll do next. His touch on my body sends waves of pleasure coursing through me, making it difficult to focus on anything other than him.

I gasp as he speaks, the mention of a cock cage sending a thrill through me. "A cage, hmm?" I murmur, tilting my head to the side as I consider the idea. "That would be quite the accomplishment, wouldn't it? To own you so completely that I could keep your prick locked away from anyone else...I don't know, I might just have to try it." My fingers trace idly along the waistband of his pants, feeling him growing hard against my touch.

Leaning in closer still, I press a gentle kiss to the curve of his neck before nibbling my way up toward his earlobe. "But first," I whisper breathily, "I want to see what else we can do with this beautiful body of yours." My hands move over his chest, caressing and teasing as I begin to undo his shirt buttons, one by one, revealing more of his skin to the cool air.

As his shirt falls open, exposing the muscles of his abdomen and the trail of dark hair leading downward, I can't help but wonder how far I could go with him tonight. The thought sends a shiver of anticipation through me, making my lips part as if in invitation for another taste of his skin.

With each button I undo, I feel my confidence growing stronger. It's as if he can see the fire burning within me, consuming everything in its path until there's nothing left but raw desire and unbridled lust. As his chest is finally bared before me, I trace a line down his stomach with my fingernail, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from him.

My lips find the sensitive skin at the base of his throat, sucking and nipping as my hands continue their exploration. "I can take control," I murmur against his skin, feeling the truth of those words in every fibre of my being. "But do you have what it takes to handle me?" My hips roll against him suggestively, grinding against his hard length through our clothes.

With one final pull, I manage to get his shirt completely off and toss it carelessly aside. The sight of his muscular chest bared before me makes it difficult for me to think coherently as my fingers tangle in the hair at the nape of his neck, pulling him closer still. "Tonight," I breathe into his ear, "I'm going to make you mine." My tongue darts out to taste the salty skin behind his ear before nipping gently, leaving a reddened mark in its wake.

Her words send a thrill through me as she grips my cock more firmly, her thumb working magic on the sensitive underside of my shaft. "Oh, really?" I breathe out heavily, unable to hide my arousal as it surges through my veins.

I reach for her hair, running my fingers through its silky strands before guiding her head toward me. She parts her lips obediently and I press the tip of my cock against them, feeling her hot breath against my skin. With a groan that vibrates down to my core, I push forward, slowly entering her mouth inch by exquisite inch.

She moans around me, her eyes never leaving mine as she takes more and more of me into her wet heat. Her tongue swirls along the length of my shaft, driving me wild with desire. As I watch her lips stretch around me, feeling so impossibly tight yet somehow accommodating, I'm filled with a primal urge to claim every inch of her body for myself.

With one powerful thrust, I push deeper into Maggie's throat, reveling in the feel of my cock sliding along her wet passage as she struggles to keep up with my pace. Her nails dig into my thighs, drawing tiny pinpricks of pain that only heighten the pleasure coursing through me. I can feel myself getting closer and closer to release, but I know there's no way I can hold out much longer. "Fuck," I growl, burying my hands in her hair as she takes me deeper still, struggling to breathe around my thick length. "You're going to make me cum all over your pretty little face." My hips buck wildly, moving faster and harder against her lips as the pleasure builds inside me,

My mind wanders as I focus on pleasing him, unable to resist the delicious friction between our bodies. "I don't know...but if there was such a thing, I would find it and make sure you never escaped." My words are laced with desire, my intentions clear despite the playful tone of my voice.

With another thrust, he pushes even deeper into my throat, triggering an almost pained gag reflex that sends shockwaves of pleasure through me. I feel the pressure building inside my core, matching the tension coiling in his hips as he gets closer and closer to release.

"Fuck, Maggie," he groans, his fingers tightening in my hair. "I'm going to cum." It's a warning, but it does little to prepare me for the force of his orgasm as he comes, filling my mouth with his hot seed. I struggle to swallow every last drop, wanting desperately to please him and prove that I am indeed worthy of owning his cock. As he continues to thrust, pushing thick ropes of cum down my throat, I can't help but wonder what the future holds for us now that we've crossed this line.

Her words catch in her throat as the thought of having you wild cock under control crosses her mind once more. With a soft gasp, she pushes him back against the bed and climbs on top of him, straddling his hips. Her hands move to the buttons of her blouse, popping them one by one free from their confines until it falls open to reveal her lacy black bra beneath.

She cups her breasts in her hands, offering them to you as she arches her back invitingly. "You want me to tame your wild cock?" She whispers seductively, feeling the heat of his gaze on her skin. "Then prove to me that I can't handle it." Her fingers dance across the hooks of her bra, finally freeing them with a satisfying pop and letting the lace garment flutter to the floor in her wake.

Her nipples are hard and aching for your touch as she leans forward, lowering herself onto your thick length. With each thrust, you fill her tight, wet core and she can feel you growing bolder with every passing moment. You growl beneath her, encouraging her to go faster as the sheets twist around their legs and the headboard thunders against the wall behind them.

Maggie grips your shoulders tightly, meeting each of your thrusts with one of her own. Her hips roll in circles, grinding against you as she rides you hard and fast, intent on proving that she can handle whatever you throw at her. Her breath comes faster now, the need for release coursing through every fiber of her being as she asks once more, "Can I tame your wild cock?"

Her heart flutters at the idea of being your pet kitty, but she isn't about to let you think that she can be easily controlled. With a mischievous smile playing on her lips, she leans forward, her breasts brushing against your chest as she continues their sensual dance. "I could be your pet...if I wanted," she purrs, arching her back slightly to increase the friction between them. "But only if you prove to me that you're worthy of owning my attention."

She pulls back, giving you a teasing look before slamming her hips forward, burying you even deeper inside her aching core. Her fingers dig into your shoulders as she begins to move faster, taking control of the pace once more. With each thrust, she feels closer to losing herself in the sensation, but she refuses to give in until you've earned it.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps now, her body trembling with effort and desire as she meets your thrusts with equal force. Her eyes never leave yours, daring you not to look away, even for a second. She knows that if she can keep you captivated like this, then maybe there's a chance she can truly tame your wild cock...and become its owner in every way possible.