Bitch Maker Part 1

Sammie wrapped one hand around the base of his cock and pumped as spit flowed down his shaft, over her fingers and onto his balls. Her own cock needed some lube so she switched hands, placing her spit drenched hand onto her cock and previously engaged one on his.

Tim heard her moaning and felt her arm pumping against the couch. "Are you fingering yourself?" Tim asked, "I wish I'd known you were this easy!"

Sammie moaned, and her cock erupted, spraying cum on her hand and dripping onto the floor. She squeezed her cock tight and closed her eyes, a moment later Tim came. He pulled her face down into his pubic hair, warm semen flooded her mouth, her throat muscle's worked to swallow his sticky goop. It slid down her throat slowly, she felt it every inch of the way as it filled her stomach. Pulling off his dick Sammie lifted her cum coated hand up to Tim's lips and forced her fingers into his mouth. Tim assumed she had spat his cum onto her hand and accepted her dripping hand, licking her fingers clean. As he did she lowered her mouth back onto his cock.

Tim panted and held her face into his crotch, his member slowly softening in her mouth. When he let her go she stood up, her balls dripping with cum dangled inches from his chin, but in the dark he couldn't see them.

"You can sleep on the couch." she said, and went to her room.

As Tim fell asleep he thought , "Man! What a slut, it's going to be great living here, I bet that whore will to anything I say. My own personal sex toy! And to think, a maid! How ludicrous! I'm going to show that little bitch whose boss, once she's had a taste of a real man she'll be begging for it all the time!"

Tim may have been surprised had he learned that Sammie had much the same final thoughts before sleep.