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Kneeling For Praise 16

Katherine


"Did you enjoy yourself Katherine?" Duke asks as we pull away from him picking me up at Max and Mischa's place. 

"Yes sir." I answer quietly. 

I was frustrated. Mischa had touched me, kissed my breats and sucked my nipples, and then used me as a fucking coffee table for thirty minutes, and then...that was it. 

Other than a few verbal rewards of "good girl" "very good", there was nothing else at all. I was expecting so much for some reason. Yet, I'd simply been turned on , then turned into a coffee table and then told to dress myself. 

"You seem upset." Duke says at a red light leaving their nieghborhood. 

My brows pinch as I try to think about how to respond. 

"Katherine?" he asks. 

"I'm not upset. I'm..just...frustrated." I say. 

"How so?" he asks. 

"It's nothing." I say softly and look out my window. 

I jump when his hand is on my knee. 

"Sexually..frustrated?" he asks and I hold my breath as his hand slides up my dress and pulls my thigh. I find myself spread my legs apart, moving my feet apart on the floor of the car. 

"Yes" I answer. 

He pinches my tender flesh on the inside of my thigh and I yelp. 

"Sir." He reminds me. 

"Y-yes , Sir." I stammer as I bite my lip and breathe quickly and quietly as his fingertips stroke the inside of my thigh, my dress pushing higher. 

"Would you like me to make you cum?" he asks and I look at him. He turns his head and presses on the gas as the light turns green and I nod. 

"Yes ..please..sir" I breathe shakily and then Duke pulls over on the side of the road.

"Come here" he says, undoing his seatbelt. 

"What?" I ask, my brows pinching and he leans his seat back a little. 

"I said come here." he says and I unbuckle my seat belt. 

"How am I supposed to..I dont think this is gonna.."I keep making excuses as I climb over the console and onto his lap, his hands pulling me  by my ass and over his cock. 

"Mischa and Max make you wet tonight?" he asks and I nod as he thrusts upward, rubbing his cock agaisnt my wet panties and I bite my lip and nod. 

"Yes sir." 

"Show me your breasts." he says bluntly and I blink. 

I was currently dry humping him, so I wasnt sure why showing him my breasts was a big deal. 

"Now Kathering. Show me what you showed Mischa and Max." he says and I swallow. 

"Yes sir." I answer and he groans as I pull my breasts out of the dress and he groans. 

"Jesus christ, you're a fucking angel" he says and I rock my hips as he pushes and pulls them. 

"Show me how you bounced them for her." he says and I feel the same shame heat my cheeks. How did he know everything that Mischa and I did in front of Max? Maybe he's the one that told her what to do. 

"Lean back and bounce them for me." he says as his hands slide up my sides and I lean back, my back to the steering wheel and I bounce on his lap, my pussy hitting his cock and I dig my hips forward when I come down to get the friction against my clit and he groans. His hands sliding over my torso, his finger tips skimming the underside and curve of my breasts. 

"You know you have hot little tits, don't you? Do you like showing them off ? To Max and Mischa, to me?" he asks and I feel my cunt ache, and I grind against his dick and his hands slip up over my breasts and my eyes flutter at the touch of his hands on my chest. God, who the hell was I? What did last night at the club do to me? It felt like I had a dormant little slut inside of me and now she was grinding on her ex boyfriends fathers cock, when she was just supposed to be a fucking secretary. 

"Perfect, they fit perfectly in my hands Katherine." he says and then squeezes them and I grind my hips faster, panting, and rolling my head to the side and then lifting my hand to the ceiling, pressing my palm to it as I push down on his cock for more pressure, whimpering as my wet panties glide back and forth soaking up my arousal as I grind myself against him through the fabrics. 

"Mmm, you're are such a good fucking girl" he says and I let out a cry.

"Making my cock feel so good, rubbing your delicious little good girl pussy all over my cock." he says and he grabs my hips. 

"Dont you fucking cum yet" he stops me as I was seriously just about to be there, right at the edge. 

"This pussy doesnt cum till I say so, remember?" he says and I whimper. 

"Please sir" I whine and he groans and then pinches my nipples and I hiss as he groans. 

"Come back to the apartment with me...I want to sit you on my face and get to know your pussy better." 

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