[WARNING: ADULT CONTENT]
Baer sat on the edge of the bed wearing nothing but a suggestive grin, waiting to see what Opal would do next.
Sex on her terms, she had said…
Please… use and abuse me girl, he thought.
She undid her long braid and ran her fingers through it, letting her thick dark wavy hair fall across her shoulders and breasts, twirling one long strand around her finger and popping her opposite finger into her full lips, causing Baer to give a grunt of frustration.
"I hope you're not planning to stand over there looking cute all night," his sexual frustration was rising.
"Take your hands off that," she nodded at his cock. "It's mine. I don't want you wasting it."
"I promise you; it can go far longer than you could ever manage it, little girl" he kept on doing what he was doing.
"I guess we'll have to see about that, won't we," she raised one perfectly arched eyebrow at him, sashaying over to the man.
