Brat sitting (open)

The look on his face never changed as she slowly did as she was told. Her luscious plump lips parted to let her hot pink tongue slide up

"Good" he told her, shifting his hips again, bringing his cock up over her cheek to her tongue. He slowly let one hand slip free from her hair, he took the base of his cock in hand, and rubbed his cock over her tongue, then down over her cheek, and back up

He soon had her face glistening with her own saliva and his pre cum

"Now open your mouth" he told her, tightening his grip on her hair as he rubbed the yea of his cock all over her tongue, watching precum ooze from his tip onto the pink obelisk that protruded from those pretty lips of hers.

"Open" he said as his grip tightened
 
"Good"

The praise was brief as she complied and extended her tongue. And then he was sliding his cock alternately over her tongue and cheek. Even though he had released his grip on her hair, Bernie somehow allowed him to do as he pleased as he painted her face, obviously making it clear, as if there was any doubt by now, just who was in control here.

"Now open your mouth"

His words were curt; an order he expected to be obeyed. Momentarily she hesitated, considered drawing a halt to this ... somehow ... but as his hand went back to her hair drawing a gasp, the instruction was repeated.

"Open"

Refusal was impossible; his large hands had her pinned even as she raised her eyes to lock helplessly with his as she slowly parted her lips and offered him her mouth as he had demanded ...
 
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