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"The girls are angels."
"They're brats. Ryder, too." Not really, I couldn't be prouder of who my children have become, but all kids are assholes half the time.
And here I am diving into it again.
Luke jabs me with his elbow. "Well just think, here's a brat you can fuck the attitude out of."
I pan my head toward him slowly. Deliberately. He may have me on height, but we're equally matched in a brawl, as we've proven too many times. Never in front of the kids or at board meetings, but yeah. We've definitely settled arguments with raw knuckles and busted lips a fair few times.
"I'm sorry, did I just tell you my kids are brats, and did you just imply that the best way to handle that is by having sex with them?"
He holds his hands up in surrender. "Nope. Nope. Nooooope. But, like, it's a kink. It's valid. I dig girls who like to be bad and get punished for it. Remember Kendra?"
I hated Kendra. The only good thing about Kendra is she shut up when there was a cock in her throat.
And yeah, things got fun then.
"Yea-a-ah, bro!" Luke laughs when I crack a smile, settling the argument.
The girls are brought in. The other guys drag their prey to the walls, but I plant myself in the center of the room. Kendra liked being punished, just like Luke said, but I don't think this one will. So I want all eyes on her.
When I get in her face, I'm glad she's not the one in the mask. Her eyes are a deep enough brown I can barely tell where her blown pupils end and her irises begin even in the light. Her espresso-stained bottom lip pulls like she's chewing on it for a heartbeat before she releases the heavy pout and swallows hard.
I put my thumb on her throat to feel the miniscule apple bob.
I'm an intimidating figure when I want to be. I know this from the string of boyfriends Taylor brought by who never failed to call me sir and always had Taylor home at least a half hour before curfew just in case. This girl's eyes dart around my face like she's not sure if she should be scared of me, but she likes it.
And yes, she should be scared of me.
"Ready to pump a baby into this baby, Ted?" Luke jokes, using the nickname he knows I hate as he unzips his pants and pulls his cock out, giving it a good stroke.
I hold back a snarl at his crass words. He's got a massive hard-on, but I don't. Nothing wrong with the equipment, I'm just too stuck in my head and don't need his reminder of how young she is. I'll get there, but I need a minute.
I can buy that minute easily enough. "Yes, but I want you to fuck her throat while I do it."
Luke's grin is wickedly gleeful as he mouthslook who's come out to playat me, but the girl's attention is fully on me. Her cheeks pink up when I tighten my hold on her throat.
"You like choking on cocks, pet?"
She shivers in anticipation but still has the audacity to shrug casually when she's practically vibrating out of her skin.
"I see you," I whisper, not letting this little slut get away with a single thing. She can act cool all she wants, but once I get her ugly shorts off her, her soaked cunt is going to betray her.
I strip her shirt off none too gently and find that she hasn't even bothered with a real bra, instead wearing one of those bralettes that my daughters mistakenly think are valid loungewear, and I'm "old" and "don't understand" if I say otherwise. She's also got more temporary ink on her right arm, the giant, tacky, old-school style of a big-titted woman in a cowboy hat, half her face replaced with a skull and thorned vines snaking out of it.
Little girl playing tough.
I reach around her from behind and tug the bralette down to expose her to Luke. She gasps and rubs herself on me. Luke squeals girlishly. "She's got those puffy nips you like so much," he says to me.
Hmm. I happen to like every breast I've ever seen, that's just who I am, but he's not wrong. I have a thing for those areolas that puff out a bit. I just like how soft and squishy they are, how nicely they fit in my mouth when I suck on them.
I bet she loves having them suckled though, so I stay behind her as I unzip her shorts and pull them down.
Faded green boxer briefs. I bet if I reached around, I'd find they're actually men's briefs. Fucking hell.
"You really think you're so young and hot you don't need to work to attract men, don't you?" I growl in her ear, pressing right up against her so she’ll be able to feel how my cock's barely twitching yet.
"No, I thought I'd get paid whether you wanted to fuck me or not," she bites back.
