1844-33-CANDY Ext. 423
“Hey, babe, you ready for this Mario Kart race?” I ask, turning to you with a wink.
“You better watch out, Mercedes,” you reply, a sly grin spreading across your face. “I’ve been practicing, and I’m feeling pretty confident.”
We both lean back in our gaming chairs, ready to start the race. I can feel the tension building between us, the excitement of the competition mixing with something else, something more primal. I know we’re both thinking about the bet we made – the loser has to suck cock. And I have a feeling I’m going to enjoy making you pay up.
Whoever Loses, Sucks a Cock!
The race starts, and we’re both off like a shot. I can hear the sound of your engine revving in my headphones, and I can feel the adrenaline pumping through my veins. I’m in the zone, completely focused on the track in front of me. I can see you in my rearview mirror, but I’m not worried – I know I’ve got this.
Just as we’re about to cross the finish line, I pull ahead. You can’t believe it – I actually beat you. You let out a frustrated growl, slamming your fists against the armrests of your chair.
” Looks like you lost,” I say, a smug smile on my face. “Time to pay up.”
I walk over to my dresser, pulling out a strap-on dildo from the top drawer. I turn to you, a wicked grin on my face.
You stare at me, your eyes widening in shock and arousal. I can see the bulge in your pants growing, and I know you’re just as turned on as I am.
“Fuck, Mercedes,” you breathe, your voice husky with desire. “You’re really going to make me do this?”
I nod, a wicked glint in my eyes. “Oh yes, I am. Now get on your knees and open wide.”
Mercedes 1844-33-CANDY Ext. 423
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