Page 41 of Talk Dirty to Me


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The question catches me off guard, and I'm not sure who's more surprised between us when the answer instantly rolls down my tongue.

"Yes."

And as soon as I say it, I realize it's true.

For better or for worse, I do trust the Devil, and that's why—-

Pull your dress down until your tits pop out.

All I can do is writhe and whimper even as I hurry to do his bidding.

Keep that one finger inside of your cunt.

Use your other hand to start playing with your tit.

Yes...that's it.

You've got the most gorgeous pair of tits, Sheena.

More so when they're blown up like this.

The camera zooms in on my bare swollen breasts as he speaks, and all I can do is moan while my pussy starts squeezing tighter and tighter.

Ah, Sheena.

Can you squeeze your tit for me?

As hard as you fucking can.

My fingers bite into the sensitive flesh of my tit—-

Harder, Sheena.

Harder.

—-and the mix of pain and pleasure makes me delirious.

Your nipple seems like it's begging for my attention.

Pinch it for me please.

What he's asking for is entirely new to me, and I can barely hear anything over the thud of my heartbeat. My nipple grows even more pointed when it's finally between my fingers, and when I finally give them a pinch—-

Aaaaaah.

I almost feel like I have to be punished at how sinfully good it feels, to know that the Devil is watching me while I'm pinching my nipple.

Now is not the time to be gentle.

Pinch it harder.

Harder.

Pinch it like you're punishing your nipple for daring to tease up against your dress while its owner isn't around—-

I'm shuddering with every wicked word the Devil utters, and my nipples feel like they're about to leak as I alternate between pinching one and the other, and as hard as I possibly can.

Look at yourself, Sheena.

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