We’re SO close to the end of Vacation, just in time for Jayden and Richard to head off on their next vacation. If you missed the previous chapters, start back here.
“Come. Kneel here,” Mark directed, pointing to a corner of the room.
Ivy didn’t know how long she laid on the bed, whimpering softly. She could hear Mark moving around the room. She heard water come on in the bathroom and then some more movements before he climbed onto the bed with her. She curled into his arms, and he held onto her tight.
He rubbed her back and held her bottle of water up to her lips. “Hydrate. You wouldn’t want me to think you’re not turned on because you’re not wet,” he said.
Through her hazy mind, she knew that she was dripping wet, but she drank the water anyway. “I’m turned on, Sir.” She closed her eyes, but she smirked at him as she lay there.
He reached down, her legs already spread apart, as she was trained to do any time she was in bed with him. “I can tell,” he said, lightly brushing his fingertips over her cunt lips, avoiding her tender clit for the moment. “Ready for me to take my turn now?” he asked. “I don’t know if I’ll cum quite as many times as you…”
“Of course, Master.” Ivy spread her legs further apart automatically, “I’m always ready to please you, Sir.”
Mark rolled her onto her stomach on the bed, putting her in their favorite position. “Sure you’re warmed up enough? I could play with you for a while longer,” he said. He reached between her legs, slapping the back side of his fingers against her soaking wet lips.
She moaned, rolling her face down so the bed muffled her. “I’m warmed up enough, Master, but you can do whatever pleases you.”
He slapped her again as he rolled on top, spreading her legs open. “You’re just a glutton for punishment, painslut,” he growled in her ear. He spread his fingers, feeling her pussy, making sure it wasn’t too tender after the abuse by the vibrator.
Ivy whimpered into the bed again, her eyes watering a little bit. She was so sensitive, but she loved it so much. She rotated her hips, pressing against his exploring fingers.
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