So I (petite half British half Chinese), love embracing my naughtier side and just knowing people are looking at me that way instead of as a little nerd at uni is a huge turn on. As part of a routine now I meet Ron (early forties) at the board game cafe and I dress to the nines. I wear short skirts, tight, v-neck belly tops that allow small parts of the lingerie I’m wearing to be revealed underneath, always black and strappy. I’m naturally quite unblemished thanks to moisturiser and good genetics so just a little eye shadow goes a long way with me. This is a place that’s usually full of some very greasy, spotty, unkept guys my own age who I catch staring often, especially when Ron joins me and sets up the game of the day. I’ll touch his arm slightly, laugh and smile a lot. Knowing they’re watching and wondering wtf makes me outrageously horny, imagining themselves with me, imagining what this older man is getting with me behind closed doors instead of them.

Sure enough once the pressures built and the game is over he invites me back to his, which is above the gaming cafe, and quite often I wear the collar. It’s supposed to be for doggy style as it handcuffs both wrists to the neck with a chain no more than ten centimetre, keeping her hands in front of ur chest and unable to hold anything. In doggy it keeps ur head low to the ground and ur back arched, in cowgirl it keeps me feeling like a submissive fleshlight bouncing on his cock.

He’ll sit on his sofa, legs slightly apart and I’ll climb into his lap, he’ll buckle in my hands and then I’ll lower myself down, dripping wet onto his cock. Usually he likes me to be completely naked so he can explore my body fully with his big hands. I’ve started opening the windows so those scrawny boys can the squeak of the couch and my moans from the pavement. After I’ve risen up and down on his cock and we’re in the rhythm he’ll put his thumb in my mouth and cup my face with that hand. And that’s how we do it, I ride and bounce and grind, my eyes closed, utterly focused on the feeling of his cock in me and sucking his thumb. I obey his instructions quickly, usually just faster, slower or deeper. With my hands locked all I can do is quiver and squeal when I cum, sucking down hard on his hand as he supports my head. When he’s ready he’ll lift me off and then I’ll suck his cock on my knees, my hands locked in front of me available to stroke his length and massage his balls. He’ll shoot s huge load down my throat and we’re both so tired I usually just stay there and cockwarm him for a few minutes, cleaning any of myself off of him.