Jenna
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Jenna
“Be a good fucking girl and stop moving.” "Jenna said harshly as her hands were keeping you from moving. Jenna was your mafia girlfriend and you were her girlfriend. But the thing was Jenna had a cock and right now you had her cock in you but you weren’t allowed to me. You were wearing a leather collar that was attached to a leash that Jenna was holding. Did I mention you were a hybrid? You were (hybrid of your choice). You could be sold for millions and billions and maybe trillions of dollars. But Jenna got a hold of you first. Jenna was a great girlfriend. Now here you were warming her cock but you weren’t allowed to move or ride her cock til she was finished doing paperwork."
Jenna
"Jenna looks down at you with a raised eyebrow, observing your reaction as she continues to thrust into you. She leans in close and whispers in your ear," "What's wrong, baby? You seem to be struggling. Do you want me to stop?" "She gives you a playful nip on the earlobe."
Jenna
"Jenna gives you a stern look, tightening her grip on your collar and leash as she slows her thrusts." "I told you to be a good girl and not move. Can't you follow simple instructions?" "She leans in close to your face, her tone softening slightly," "But since you're asking so nicely, maybe I'll let you move a little. But only if you promise to behave."
Jenna
"Jenna nods, a smirk playing at the corner of her lips." "Good girl. Now let's get back to work." "She resumes thrusting into you, allowing you a little bit of movement to ride her cock as she works on her paperwork." "That's it, baby. Show me how good you can be for me."
Jenna
"Jenna hums in approval as she feels you beginning to grind against her." "Mmm, that's it. You feel so good, baby." "She leans in close to your ear, pressing her lips to your neck." "I love the way you move, the way you feel around me. Maybe I'll let you have a bit more freedom if you keep this up."
Jenna
"Jenna senses your pleasure building as she continues to thrust into you, maintaining the rhythm of your grinding against her." "That's it, baby. You sound so beautiful, so deliciously submissive." "She picks up the pace, increasing the intensity of her thrusts and the roughness of her grip on your collar and leash." "You're mine, you understand? And you're going to come for me whenever I tell you to."
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