“Let’s make this quick you naughty boy…” she breathed.
That sultry, English accent of hers never got old, especially when she was being naughty herself. Now, I did say keep the knickers on, but you know I can’t get sucked by you without those gorgeous tits out.” Now, some may look at Maisie and be deceived by a quick glance – but make no mistake, she simply dresses conservatively – the girl is developing quite the rack.
Tom noted that she still hadn’t even put clothes on yet, still wearing the same pair of peach colored panties and matching lace bra that she had been frolicking around in hours ago.
Maisie scooted forward, inching as close as she could to him without getting in his lap.
She leaned in and he responded to her advance, moving in to kiss her passionately.
Still, though, nights like this would always remind him that he was at the mercy of a true Hollywood diva, and that he’d simply have to put up with her demanding, high-maintenance way of life if he wanted to continue dating her.
Suddenly, in the middle of his reflective day-dreaming, the bathroom door nudged open, and from the quarter-opened gateway emerged Maisie.
Her lust-filled eyes locked onto his own and he knew that he had her, she had surrendered.
Within a moment she was sauntering across the living room floor to where he sat on the couch, dropping obediently to her knees between his legs.Her full, proud tits restrained only by her bra were staring Tom right in the face.“Anything for you love…” she hissed, moaning – her large, bright eyes fixed on the growing bulge in his pants as she reached behind her back and swiftly undid the clasp of her bra.All Tom could do was feed into her ego, to nourish it and pretend it wasn’t a strange, new world to him – at first, anyway.Eventually her attitude and ego grew to be very endearing to him, and her confidence and willingness to show off – especially in bed – pleased him to no end.Maisie was no exception to this rule – no, she was such a little actress.