EXTRACT FOR
The Billionaire Cuckold
(Kelly Addams)

Natasha had planned to stay with Joe for just a few days, but those days turned into weeks, and it wasn't long before she'd been living with him for two months.

"You can work if you want to," Joe had told her one evening as she embraced the shining pole that Joe had arranged to be installed in the bedroom they shared, "I don't mind if you do, in fact I think it would be good for you, I imagine it might get a little boring performing for just one customer." They played games, Natasha would pretend that she was in a club and Joe would sit close by and fill her thong with hundred-dollar bills, all the time attempting to slip a finger past her defences. Natasha would giggle or frown as she pushed his hand away, then she would shake her tits close to his face and whisper, "Jerk that little dick for me baby, show me that I still make you cum."

Rather than feel offended by the comments she made about his lack of size Joe felt his mini meat stiffen painfully when she teased him. One time she'd gripped it between finger and thumb before telling him it was just too small to grasp in her hand. She had looked him in the eye and grinned, then stroked twice before with a loud grunt he had shot his load over her dainty thumb.

"Never stop saying these things to me," he groaned, "Please Natasha, promise me." Filled with emotion he knew that he had passed far beyond simple attraction to her, now he felt a deep and genuine love.

"It seems to get smaller every day," she giggled, "And it's probably a good thing that we don't fuck because I definitely wouldn't feel it."

Joe grunted again as he began to stiffen, Natasha dipped her finger in his cum and rubbed it around her erect nipple. "Suck on my tits baby," she crooned, "Then I want you to lick my thumb clean." Joe had swallowed hard then leaned forward and took her cum smeared teat into his mouth and began to suck.

Oh yeah, now this is a life that I could get used to Natasha thought as her dripping thumb was swiftly transferred to his mouth, his tiny cock was hard again and despite his desire just to watch she would have liked to find out if she would feel it or not. The least I can do for him is this she told herself then dropped down and drew him into her mouth, a second later and he shivered and shuddered, he had cum, a greatly reduced load, and now he was trembling.

"Will you dance at my local club?" he whispered nervously, "So I can watch you teasing all those guys who love it when a new girl arrives?"

"You want to watch them touching me baby?" Natasha had swiftly worked him out, his desires seemed a little strange to her but who was she to say how a man should get his kicks?

"Yes." he whispered.

"You want to watch them fingering me."

"Oh my God, yesss." he whimpered.

"Then arrange it, and I'll give you the best show of my life."