Something about that lie made me blush. There were three pair,pink, orchid, and lime. She decided I could start with the latter one.After I got home...I would hand wash whichever I wore and put on a freshpair to sleep in. In the morning I would clean the sleep pair and put onthe remaining one. Wearing only the panties, my nails reflecting light,I felt like I was on display, which I guess I was. She reminded me withan impish smile that Drake would know what I was wearing under my slacksevery. Lastnight, while I laid awake with my underwear vibrating away, I had made upmy mind: I couldn't lose my modeling contract with my one and onlyemployer. It was my only source of income. I needed the weekly paycheckfrom them. I also found myself thinking about my online followers. Forsome strange reason, I didn't want to let my loyal fans down.Earlier this morning, in a desperate attempt to end this ordeal, I hadlubed the black silicone plug and had tried to get it in my ass. But Ihad failed. It. You want to come, and I want to feel your clutching cunt flutter against and massage my thrusting cock as you do. I can feel your fingertips occasionally rub wetly against my cock as my thrusts become faster, harder, deeper. You are on the verge, as am I. I urge you, “Come, Kirsten. Come on my cock. I want to feel you come all over my cock.” At my words you hit your climax and scream out my name. Your tunnel grips my cock like a hand in a velvet glove, milking me. I slam forward with one. I could feel my approaching orgasm knocking heavily on my door and I let it all happen. I just let the pleasure flow through me. I pulled his head into my cleavage and held it there; smothering him in tit flesh and working his cock inside me. I rocked my bottom to and fro and I felt his sperm shoot into me and flood my cunt. He certainly wasn’t short of a drop or two. I came almost at the same time, shaking and shivering on his length as I clutched his head tightly to my chest.After our mutual.