“If you want to come… you’re going to open your mouth.” Still, she’s defiant. I like that. I hook my fingers around the belt loop of her pants and tug them down until they fall around her knees. I stretch the waistband of her panties and let it snap back against her hip. “Take these off,” I order. It’s something I could easily do, but I want to make her do it. It’s turning me on to have her defiant yet playing along, this push-and-pull making everything that much more delicious.
