Spoiled || s.w

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i pulled a grey tank top on over my white lace bra. i slipped on a pair of white joggers. underneath i was also wearing white panties. sammy looked over at me, biting his lip. "you just have to tease me, dont you baby girl?" he spoke standing up. i smiled innocently, batting my eyelashes. "fuck baby," he murmured, walking over to me. he pushed me against him, our faces centimeters apart. "kiss me," he whispered, putting his hands on my face. i pressed my lips to his, tangling my hands into his hair, slightly pulling it. he moaned, earning a smile from me. his tongue passed over my lip, asking for entrance. i denied. he slapped my ass, making me moan, allowing his tongue to slip into my mouth, exploring it. he laid me on the bed, pulling my shirt off, not hesitating to rip off my pants. he took a deep breath. "so fucking beautiful," he said, making me blush. he tugged at my panties, but i pushed his hand away. he looked up at me, "my turn to make you feel good, daddy," i spoke, walking him over to a chair. he sat down. (oops, smut smutty smut smut)
i unbottoned his pants, pulling them off, throwing them across the room. i pulled his boxers down, looking at his enormous length. "holy fuck," i whispered, taking him into my hands, slightly pumping. (lmao,.im guessing this is how you do this ) he groaned. i kissed the tip, then slowly took him all the way in. "fuck baby girl," he said, moving my hair out of my face. i bobbed my head up and down, earning moans and profanities from sammy. "holy shit baby," he gasped, "im gonna cum," he moaned. i hollowed my cheeks, looking up at him, batting my lashes. he twitched in my mouth. a few seconds after, a sweet, sour, and sticky substance hit the back of my throat. "be a good girl and swallow," he said, looking down at me. i swallowed the substance, wiping my mouth. he pulled up his boxers, and tossed me all my clothes. he then put on his pants and shirt. i walked into the bathroom and brushed my teeth. i came out, sammy not in there. he must be down stairs.
i trotted downstairs, sammy was talking to his friends, the only one i know is nate. "alyssa, this is jack," he said pointing to a blonde kid. i smiled and waved, shyly saying a quick hi. "dont be shy," Jack smiled. i smiled, sitting on sammys lap. nate looked over at me, his jaw clenched.