I love to play with my boyfriend. There’s nothing more fun than watching him beg me to look at him when I’m pretending to be angry. This time, I didn’t even have a real reason to be angry, but he played along. He begged me to talk to him and even brought up all the good sex we’d had together while he rubbed his cock against my ass and squeezed my breasts from behind, trying to tempt me. This man is good and he knows when my pussy is desperate for cock, but I wasn’t going to make it easy for him. Little did I know he’d step up his game by asking me to role-play, like we were doing; he’d be a bouncer and I’d be a stripper. Nothing turns me on more than playing like the slut that I am. His little game isn’t enough to make me talk to him, but he might hear my moans if he knows what he’s doing, and he always does.
