Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357
Your body jerks awake, but your eyelids feel so heavy they refuse to lift. Frantically, you search your brain for your last memories. Where were you? Who were you with? Very slowly, the pieces of the missing puzzle begin to come back to you. The last thing you remember was going out on a date with that stunning redhead. The one with the contagious laugh, what was her name?
All of your thoughts are hazy and jumbled. You sort of remember her ordering you a special “Valentine” drink at the bar, which tasted a little grainy, but you didn’t want to be rude, so you gulped it to avoid the texture on your tongue—an action you surely regret now that you can’t move your limbs or even open your eyes. “Shh, baby, it’s okay.” You hear Kayla’s voice; that’s her name. The redhead! Kayla! At first, you think you are just dreaming of her, but then you feel the brush of fingers against your cheek and try as hard as you can to open your eyes.
My Valentine
Kayla’s face appears in the small slit you’ve managed to open your eyes. She’s wearing nothing but a silky robe that drapes open over her large, heavy breasts. Without any effort at all, your cock reacts. Which must be terribly annoying since your eyes won’t open all the way, and you can’t lift your arms or head. Kayla smiles and whispers as her hand drifts to your chest. It’s such a strange experience to be able to feel her every touch but be unable to react. “I’m happy to see the magic combo is working for you.” She purrs. “Look how hard your cock is for me.” Then, her soft hand grips you, stroking you with unbelievable amounts of pleasure. A moan rumbles through your chest, but your body remains still as stone.
“Just relax, my valentine. Soon, it will wear off, and you’ll be able to touch me, too. Until then, just be a good boy for me and let me make you cum.” Her hand is merciless on your cock now. Tugging at the perfect rhythm and grip to drag you to the edge of bliss. Your eyes open wider now to enjoy the view of her tits wobbling as she pumps you. “Once you cum, you’ll be my valentine forever.” Her promise is dark, but you can’t stop her. This tiny woman holds so much power over your helpless form. The orgasm rushes through your cock to spew over her tits, and Kayla moans deeply while using your head to smear your cum into her skin. “That’s it. That’s such a good boy.”
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357