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Chest heaving, the crotch of Reece’s pants grows a nice-sized tent.

“It’s called tonic immobility…what killer whales do to sharks.”

“What?”

“Not only can orcas swim faster than sharks, but they can maintain top speeds longer. Using that, plus their size, they ram into the shark, stunning it just long enough to flip it over.”

“That kills them?”

“No. It only puts them in a trancelike state. Being upside down messes with their breathing.”

“Then what happens after that? What does the orca do?”

I let my knees fall open, saying simply, “Feasts.”

Reece groans, his fist clenching around my blazer until his knuckles pale.

“Pull out your cock.”

“You’re joking.”

“I don’t joke. Pull out your cock.”

“What are you gonna do?”

Pushing from the chair, I go over next to Reece and drape the majority of the blazer over the armrest so it’s clearly visible.

Both of us stare at the fabric.

“I’m not going to do anything,” I whisper. “You are. Pull out your cock and let me see what my pussy does to you.” When he doesn’t move, I add, “Now.”

His eyes crinkle at the corners but he listens, undoing his pants. Thick, long, and beautiful, his cock springs free, standing erect and proud.

“Good boy. Don’t let this fall.” I finger the blazer. “Hold out your right hand.”

Moving behind him, I lean over his head and spit into his open palm.

As I’m returning to my own chair, I hear him mutter, “What thefuck?” When I sit down again, he’s eyeing the puddle of my saliva with a deep frown.

“Stroke yourself with it, rookie,” I tell him through an eye roll.

“To what? Your fucking voice? I’m not—”

Reclining as far as the chair back allows, I spread my legs again.

Reece’s swallow is audible.

“Not to my voice. To my pussy. Start stroking.”

“Fuck,” he breathes, his wet hand dropping to his cock. Starting at the tip, he rubs his palm all over his shaft, spreading my spit around evenly, then he strokes himself. Up, down, up, down; his fingers squeezing on each descent like he’s pushing into a tight hole.

An ache tugs at my pussy, insisting on attention, and I tighten my inner walls, pretending it’s my hole he’s driving into. God, I’d take him so well. I’d take him so deep.

“You got a fat pussy,” Reece points out.

“What I lack in tits, I more than make up for with pussy lips. They’ll swallow your cock to within an inch of your life.”

“Yeah?”

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