You’ve never held a gun before, and the weight of it in your hand is making you so hot. You start to think about the weight of something else in his...pants, and you almost don’t hear him when he snaps at you. “Fuckin’ put it somewhere already. You got a purse or some shit?” Your purse is too small to hold it so you slide it up under your skirt. The feel of the cold steel against your thighs and the muzzle grazing that spot already hot and throbbing for him makes you shiver. “You scared of it?”. Brutus even licked her with more enthusiasm this time, going at it faster than before. Brutus might have been enjoying this more than Belle if that was possible. It only took another minute before Brutus’s busy tongue brought her to another raging orgasm, this one just as intense as the first one, if not more so. She grabbed onto the couch as her body tensed, gripping onto whatever she could get a hold of to prevent her from falling off the couch. Brutus kept licking her anus but she pushed him. ‘I love you so much, Daddy’ you whisper. ‘I’m your little girl, right?’ That pet name, ‘Daddy,’ – it does its magic. It spurs me on. ‘Yes, Konikochan, you are my wonderful little girl.’ ‘I’ll always be your little girl, right, Daddy?’ ‘Always, Kiki.’ You begin to shudder. I know this is the moment. It’s time to remind you. ‘You belong to me, little girl. Say it.’ ‘I belong to yooouuuuu,’ and you come hard, your cunnie spasming around my cock. ‘Oh – oh Daddddyyy.’ You squeal as your next wave –. I felt like sovereignty and it became clear I needed to accentuate everything. Rummaging beneath my regular make-up to pick out bolder shades, I used it to accentuate, to vamp up, to transform me from an everyday woman into someone who made a statement. Who would be noticed.The final result gave me a buzz like I’d never felt. Everything flowed in a sensual display of desire, from dark mask blending to hair pooling at my shoulders, where the dress took over to my ankles and heels. I ran my hands.