ni**** Posted 8 hours ago She pulled up outside wearing exactly what we'd discussed: a tiny skirt, panties underneath, and nothing beneath her top. Her shoulder-length hair framed her face as she lowered the window and looked up at me. I leaned through the open window, kissed her, then let my hand travel slowly down her body and beneath the edge of her skirt, feeling between her legs through her panties. She shifted instinctively towards my touch. “Sir,” she whispered. That one word changed everything. “Out of the car.” She obeyed. The difference between us was immediately obvious. She was petite; at six-foot-three, I towered over her. I backed her gently but firmly against the car, holding her there while my hand disappeared beneath that tiny skirt again. This time there was nothing tentative about it. I teased her intimately until her breathing changed and she stopped trying to disguise how much she wanted my attention. I brought my fingers to my mouth and tasted her, holding her gaze as I did. Her expression was priceless. “Inside.” She followed. Once the door closed, I told her to strip down to her panties and stand in front of me. “Hands behind your head. Spread your legs.” She obeyed, suddenly very aware that there was nowhere to hide. I walked slowly around her, taking my time. “Spread wider.” She did. “Now the panties.” She slipped them down and stepped out of them. I made her stand exposed in front of me, then spread herself and show me her pussy—show me just how wet she'd become from being controlled and displayed. “Good girl.” Then I pointed to the floor. “Kneel.” She sank to her knees and looked up at me. When I revealed my cock, her expression changed completely. She'd known I was big, but seeing the reality of it from where she was kneeling clearly surprised her. Her eyes widened. I smiled, taking her gently by the hair and tilting her face towards mine. “You said you wanted to prove yourself to me.” “Yes, Sir.” I let her look at my cock again. “Now let’s see how much of it you can take into your mouth.” I paused, holding her gaze. “And your throat.” She swallowed, looked up at me, and opened her mouth. Her first real test had begun.
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