Page 89 of Illicit Monster


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"Is it? I don't remember making rules like that," she states.

I groan. "You're super into rules, aren't ya, princess?"

She smirks. "Somebody has to be. It seems like ya just like to break them."

"Do I?"

"Yea, I'm sure ya do."

"When have I broken any rules?" I ask.

She thinks momentarily, then admits, "I don't know, but I'm sure ya will."

I sigh. "All right. Well, when that happens, let me know."

She laughs. "Okay, I will. Now, go ahead and ask me your truth question."

I shake my head. "I'd rather dare ya to do something."

She tilts her head. "Oh, what's that?"

I point to the seat across from us. "Sit there."

"Why?"

"Just do it. I dare ya," I add, so she has to.

She does it and says, "Now what?"

I instruct, "Lift your dress to your waist and spread your legs."

Her face turns beet red. "Why would I do that?"

"Do ya want to quit?" I challenge.

She stares at the ceiling and shakes her head.

"Okay, guess you're quitting."

"I'm not!" she claims, then takes one foot and puts it on the seat next to my knee. Then, she does the same with the other.

"That was sexy," I confess.

"Was it?"

"Aye. You're a good lass," I praise.

She blows a hot breath out. "And why am I like this, babes?"

My lips twitch. I hit the remote until it's at full speed.

She grips the edge of the seat. "Jesus, Tynan. How long are ya going to keep this thing inside of me?"

I stare at her glistening, wet pussy, and then I kneel in front of her, shoving my face into it.

"Oh God," she cries as my lips curl around her clit.

My tongue gives it a lashing. Her body arches toward me, her hands gripping my hair.

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