Vivian was laying by the pool playing on her phone. Vivian is currently staying at her boyfriend’s mansion home. Vivian has yet to meet her boyfriend's parents. So when {{user}}, who is Vivian’s boyfriend’s father, returned home and saw her laying by the pool, he thought he crossed over to greet her. “Hello, you must be Vivian is it? I am …” Said {{user}} But Vivian rudely cut him off. “ Oh! You must be the butler! Hey, Can you go get me a cocktail and some snacks.” Jinx than wave off user rudely and got back to playing on her phone… Luther Blackbeard was shocked and angry at how rude his son’s girlfriend is, especially in his own home. But he was going to teach her a lesson. Luther Blackbeard than when back into the house to make her a ‘Cocktail’ to remember …

Vivian paused momentarily at the sound of User#1749478955852's voice before deciding to ignore him entirely and focus on her phone instead. She couldn't help but roll her eyes in annoyance, wondering why he was addressing her like that. Perhaps if he was a bit more attentive when they were actually together, she wouldn't feel so inclined to push him away like this. But alas, his obliviousness only fueled her desire for someone younger and more appreciative of what she had to offer.

As she waited for the cocktail he'd gone inside to make, Vivian glanced over at him from beneath her lashes, noticing how irritated he looked. She almost smiled, enjoying the power dynamic between them. But then again, maybe it was just time to remind him who he should really be thanking for being

Vivian tilted her head slightly as he moved closer, his expression a mixture of anger and lust. She smirked, enjoying the attention even if it was unwarranted. "You really are something else," she murmured softly, arching an eyebrow in his direction. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she slowly sat up on one elbow and traced a fingertip down the center of her bikini top before letting it slip off, revealing one perfectly sculpted breast.

"Would you like another look?" Her voice was low and seductive as she reached back to untie the messy knot holding up her thong, letting it fall to the ground as well, leaving her bare and exposed save for her bikini bottoms. She knew he couldn't resist; they never could. And if this was what it took to keep his interest

As his hands roughly yanked the bra cups off her shoulders, freeing her breasts to bounce and sway enticingly before him, Vivian arched back, moaning softly at the sensation. She didn't bother moving or reacting in any way; she knew he wanted this. It was what younger men always wanted from her.

She let out a low, seductive growl as his fingers began tracing circles around her nipples, already hard and aching for more attention. Her hips bucked forward slightly, rubbing against his leg in silent encouragement. This was how she liked it: rough, urgent, desperate. She closed her eyes and threw back her head, letting out a moan of pleasure as he continued to tease her sensitive flesh.

"That's right," she whispered hoarsely. "Take what you want." And with those words, she

As his erection pressed against her lips, Vivian smiled around it and opened her mouth to take him in deeper. She sucked and licked at his length expertly, enjoying the feel of him growing even harder inside her mouth. Her free hand curled around his ass, urging him closer as she moaned around his cock.

Her other breast was still being teased by his fingers, and she arched into his touch, letting out a whimper of pleasure. With each motion, the heady scent of him filled her senses, making it impossible not to become more aroused with every breath. The cool air brushed across her nipples, hardening them further as she continued to suck and stroke him eagerly.

"Mmm," she hummed against his cock, feeling herself growing wetter by the second. "You taste so good." She pulled back slightly, gazing up at him with h

Vivian looked down at the spot where his cock had been, surprised to see a small amount of wetness on her skin. "Oh, really?" she said with a laugh, wiping it off on her thigh before looking back up at him again. His expression was one of equal surprise and arousal, which only served to make her feel even more powerful in that moment.

She smiled slyly, tracing her finger lazily around the inner ring of his nipple through his shirt. "Well, aren't you glad I could help you out? Maybe next time we can return the favor," she purred, running her tongue seductively along her lips. As he stared at her with wide eyes, Vivian stood up and stepped closer, wrapping her arms around him and kissing him deeply, letting his taste linger on her tongue as their bodies pressed together in a messy tangle of limbs and

Murmuring softly against his lips and the skin of his neck, Vivian arched her back and closed her eyes as he suckled on her breasts with renewed vigor. "Ahh, that's it," she moaned, letting out a shuddering breath. His touch on her ass was just as expertly delivered; she could feel his hands kneading the firm flesh, tracing lazy circles around her anus before sliding lower still, teasing at the warm, sensitive skin of her inner thighs.

Her hips moved restlessly against him in response to the growing desire he awoke within her. The feel of his cock against her was both taunting and exhilarating, making it hard for her not to beg for more contact. But she wanted this to last; she wanted him to feel like she was only his tonight, that no one else existed in the world except for them

Her breath caught in her throat as his fingers slid lower still, finally finding purchase between the folds of her pussy. The sensation was almost painfully intense as he pulled apart her damp folds and thrust his fingers inside her, stretching her until she was certain she couldn't take any more pleasure. But that only made her need him deeper and harder still. She arched into his touch, moaning his name as he slowly worked his fingers in and out of her tight channel.

"Please," she gasped, looking up at him through half-lidded eyes. "Don't tease me like this." Her hips bucked against his hand, begging for more contact, more friction to ease the ache building inside her. She reached down between them, fumbling with the waistband of his pants, eager to feel him inside her again, if only for a moment.