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Man-Eater: Chapter Seven
Date: 3/31/2024, Categories: Seduction, Author: krystalg
... finger over the wet spot and then sucked on the finger. “Nope. Pre-cum. Here, you can have these, too.” Eve, radiant under the entire barbecue’s attention, bent over, turning her delicious ass to Mr. Thomas, and slowly peeled the thong bikini bottoms off. Completely nude except for her high heels, she stuffed the bottoms into his shirt pocket and placed the top into his shaking hands. “Think of me when you cum” she purred. Turning around, she walked, tall and proud, her large, round tits bouncing and her perfect ass swaying, over to a stunned and slack-jawed Victor. His entourage of businessmen was likewise astounded. She retrieved her blue dress from the pavement, not bothering to put it back on. Instead, she flung it over one shoulder, downed the remnants of her drink, and plucked her shorts from the table. “We’re all good here, boss. Take me home, please, and don’t forget the sample package. I have lots of weed I need to sample before Monday.” She walked a few paces, then turned. “Oh, or are we not ready to leave, yet, big boss?” “See you guys, later,” Victor said. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” he scolded as soon as they walked to the front of the huge mansion. “What do you mean, Victor?” “Look at you! You stripped down in front of everyone.” Eve laughed at that. He was already getting possessive, which was sort of sweet. “Listen very carefully, sir. I just made you the emperor of weed. Not only did I secure the T&L contract at ...
... ten points lower than what you’d hoped for, but I now also own each one of your peers. And, of course, you own me, so they’re now your lackeys.” “What?” Victor sounded confused. Eve opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat. “Drive, and I’ll tell you.” As soon as the car was put in gear, Eve shifted in the seat and turned, on her hands and knees, to face her boss. By the time Mr. Moore’s luxury sedan had left the snaking driveway, Eve had opened his pants and fished out his cock. She gazed into his eyes, stroking his cock. “First off,” she cooed as she stroked him to further hardness, “Jeff is a cuckold, and he gets off on women being scandalous and just out of his reach. That’s why all the other sluts running around naked didn’t faze him, but I did. Like all men, he wants what he can’t have.” “Eve…oooh, aah…I don’t think we should…” his voice trailed off as her mouth plunged over his cock. She wrapped her lips around the swollen head, still stroking his meat, and sucked on it as her tongue ran a marathon of circles over and around the glans. “I’m married! We shouldn’t.” His hands stayed on the wheel. “Second,” she added, taking her head off his cock, which elicited an agonized moan from her boss, “your wife made me promise to take care of your every need, keep you de-stressed, and ensure that you were in a good mood. I’m just obeying your wife.” Eve lunged her head completely down his hard, throbbing cock, pushing her lips so far down that she ...