🏍️ 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐥 & 𝐁𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐰 🎤

 Animal
You needed a moment to simmer, kitten. Can’t have you passing out before round two.

 Bullet:
Simmer? Daddy, you left me in there soaking.
I was ready to boil over.

You opened the door like a man reclaiming his prize.
No words. Just that look — the one that says I’m yours, and there’s no safe word strong enough to save me now.

My thighs were still trembling, my lips swollen from kisses that weren’t yours.
But you didn’t care.

You pulled me into the center of the room, naked and flushed, while the college boys sat there, wide-eyed, hard again, like they couldn’t believe what you’d already done to me… and were about to do again.

And Sandy? She wasn’t even hiding anymore — one hand between her legs, watching like it was a pay-per-view she couldn’t pause.

You tilted your head. Just slightly.

The boys stood.

One behind me, pulling my hips back.
One at my throat, whispering what he wanted to do to me.
The third in front of my face, throbbing, waiting for me to open my mouth.

And I did.

Because you told me to.

They fucked me like they were starving, but the only name I moaned was yours.
I looked for you between every thrust, every slap, every gasp — and you never blinked.

You didn’t have to touch me to own me.

And when I finally collapsed — used, drenched, twitching — you stood.

They froze.

You walked over slow, wrapped your fist in my hair, pulled me up, and growled into my ear:

“You did good. But now… it’s my turn.”
And just like that — the others vanished.

Because even when I’m begging on my knees?

I’m still only yours.

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