Rule 2

Naomi’s rules with Mickey are simple and strict. Rule 1: Always be ready. Rule 2 is next. He puts the blindfold on her before she can answer. She still tastes the stranger he sent earlier. Her mouth is hot, wet, open. Mickey lays her back, ties her wrists above her head. Her thighs part on their own. He straddles her face, feeds her his cock, and she takes it deep, blind and bound. Spit runs down her chin. She gags, keeps going. He leans forward, spreads her, licks her clit in long, slow strokes. They lock into a 69, her mouth working, his tongue buried. She moans around him when he pushes two fingers into her ass, opens her up slow and steady. The stretch burns, then melts into heat. He pulls his fingers out, replaces them with his cock, pressing in deep while her tongue keeps sliding over him. Tied, blind, stretched, she takes every inch. He fucks her ass hard, hips slapping skin, fingers on her clit. She comes shaking, mouth full, throat tight. He doesn’t stop until he’s ready, then pulls out and strokes across her tongue. She swallows without seeing it coming.