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“Please,” the word dripped from Moe’s lips as he looked into your eyes. “Please let me have it please.”
On all fours, he looked like a dream. His hair falling into his face and sticking to his skin as he tried crawling towards you. Your foot pressed against his chest, keeping him at a distance and away from what he truly wanted. Your heated core was the one piece of you he needed right now and you had a fun time punishing him. What was he being punished for? Well, he had been a very bad boy. You had caught him masturbating when you had told him that he couldn’t touch himself that day. At least not until you came back from the store and all of your daily errands.
“Please let me have what,” your voice calm and cool as you looked down your leg at the man who still made an attempt at you.
“Please let me have your pussy,” Moe whined and kept up his attempt at it. “Please…”
“Oh,” you purred as you waited for more. “I think you’ve forgotten the one word I need.”
“Please let me have your pussy, mommy,” Moe whimpered. Drool escaped his mouth and dripped to the floor. Pants left his mouth as he tried to get closer to you. “Mommy please.”
The bulge in his pants apparent as you looked down at it. He had peeled off his shirt long ago but you forced him to keep his pants on just to torture him a bit more. Moe attempted to get closer to your pussy but his begging wasn’t enough. The way his begging sounded made you wetter than you had ever been. You couldn’t feel his breath on your tight hole but you were willing to risk it all with the way he was begging for you but you held out your resolve. You pushed Moe back a little bit more and watched as he crawled his way back towards you. Moans dripped from his mouth as he got closer and closer to your aching pussy. Your foot stopping on Moe’s head as you pushed him back once more.
“Please mommy, I want your pussy,” Moe whined once more and though you grew wetter. “Please let me have one lick.”
You paused and looked down at your foot on his chest. His eyes heavy lidded and just a bit bloodshot. His body moved which gave you the best kind of view of the bulge in his pants that grew ever bigger. You stood from your spot on the shag carpet and walked over to the bed. As long as he could see your body, he would continue to whimper without mercy. Like a lovesick puppy. It was cute. But you couldn’t hold back any longer.
“You know what your punishment is going to be,” you asked as you climbed onto the bed and got yourself settled onto the bed. Moe pulled himself closer to the bed. He rested his head on his hands with wide eyes. You spread your legs to reveal your unclothed core. “You are going to watch me cum all over my fingers.”
You interred two fingers into you and waited until you heard a whimper from Moe. His eyes watched as you pulled your fingers out of you then slammed them back in with enough force that made you moan. Moe’s half lidded eyes closed for a moment before opening to with you as you began to finger yourself. You were already so wet that it didn’t take much for you to get close with just your fingers alone. Moans escaped your mouth as you looked down at Moe’s eager eyes. So close. The knot in your stomach snapped and released as you held eye contact with Moe. His whimpers grew ever quiet as you licked your juices off of your fingers.
“You know,” you walked over to Moe and held his chin up with the fingers you had just used to fuck yourself with. “I think you haven’t been punished enough, have you?”
“No mommy, I haven’t been punished enough,” Moe responded like the good little boy that he was. “I need to be punished more.”
“Good, because mommy has been getting real tired of wearing panties around the house,” you smiled as Moe licked his lips. “And I got some new really short skirts that I want to start wearing around the house.”
Moe wiggled in his spot as you bent down to kiss his forehead.