Lucy Gets Used (2)

We entered Lucy’s room, and I immediately told her to face the window, hands on the sill.

When she’d assumed the position, I leaned in close to her ear. "You're mine to use. Don't be under any illusions that I like you, or that I'm even attracted to you. To me you're just a pair of big tits, a plump ass, and a wet cunt. The rest is disposable."

The sound of her breath catching at "disposable" made my cock twitch. Lucy hadn't been joking about her turn-ons.

"Feet further apart."

She obliged. I took advantage, pulled the dress up over the swell of her buttocks and cupped one in my hand for a moment before I undid the zipper down the back and pulled her dress up above her head.

The curtains were open. Anyone who looked up at the window from the offices below would notice her - the pale skin with swirls of black tattoos along her arms and down her side.

"Lean forward, fucktoy. Don't be shy. Let the boys down there see some cleavage."

I undid her bra from behind.

"There's no reason to waste such magnificent tits on me alone." The bra fell off her and I pressed her face to the window, holding her by the hair with one hand.

Then I pulled her back. "Come on. You have a cock to suck. Get on your knees and be useful."

Lucy did, and licked her lips mischievously, waiting for me to unzip my trousers.

"Good little fuckslut," I purred when I sank my cock into her mouth. She tried to start slowly.

"You're not here to be delicate. Suck harder, fuck toy." I took a handful of her hair in my fist for emphasis.

"You have a very pretty face. Too bad that I don't care. You're not here for your good looks. You're here for your mouth and your pussy..."

She sucked harder, appreciatively.

"That's not entirely true. Look at me." She looked up, eyes wide. "A good blowjob is even better when there's a pretty face wrapped around a mouthful of cock."