Common Sense Manipulation App-Chapter 52 - Femdom?

Karl let his smirk widen as his fingers traced along Rebecca’s exposed skin, his touch slow, teasing. He could feel the heat radiating off her, the anticipation in the way she leaned into him.

Rebecca exhaled, her breath warm against his neck. "You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?"

Karl chuckled. "Would it be wrong if I said yes?"

Rebecca smirked, placing her hands over his, guiding them lower. But just as things started to escalate—

She suddenly grabbed his shoulders and, with surprising strength, turned him around.

Karl blinked. "Oh?"

Before he could process what she was doing, she pushed him down, making him sit on the floor.

Rebecca slid off the couch, positioning herself behind him, her arms wrapping around his chest from behind.

Karl tilted his head, amusement flickering in his eyes. "Didn’t take you for the dominant type."

Rebecca chuckled against his ear. "I like switching things up."

Her grip tightened slightly, her warmth pressing into his back. "This feels nice too, don’t you think?"

Karl exhaled through his nose, smirking. "I won’t argue."

Rebecca hummed, resting her chin on his shoulder, her fingers lazily tracing along his stomach. "Good. Then stay like this for a while."

Karl let out a low chuckle, letting himself sink into her embrace.

"Whatever you say, neighbor."

Rebecca hummed softly, her chin still resting on Karl’s shoulder as her fingers trailed along his stomach.

"You know," she murmured, her voice carrying a warmth that felt almost motherly, "you work so hard, Karl. Always on your feet, always moving."

Karl smirked, tilting his head slightly. "Someone’s gotta pay the bills."

Rebecca chuckled. "That’s true... but you never take a break, do you?"

Her hands moved lower, slowly, tracing the hem of his shirt before drifting toward his waist.

Karl raised an eyebrow. "You planning to make me?"

Rebecca sighed dramatically. "Well, if you won’t do it yourself..."

Without another word, she moved—her fingers slipping to the waistband of his pants, loosening them with practiced ease.

Karl blinked, watching her from the corner of his eye. "Rebecca."

"Hmm?" she hummed innocently, as if she wasn’t doing exactly what she was doing.

Karl smirked. "You really don’t hold back, do you?"

Rebecca giggled, pressing closer. "Would you want me to?"

Karl exhaled through his nose, shaking his head slightly. "Not one bit."

She smiled against his shoulder. "Then just relax... let me take care of you."

Karl let out a low chuckle. This woman...

She wasn’t just affectionate.

She was completely indulging herself.

Rebecca’s breath was hot against Karl’s ear, her fingers tracing lazy, possessive circles along his stomach.

Karl wasn’t used to this—not being the one in control.

But there was something strangely enjoyable about it.

Something about her.

Rebecca wasn’t just being affectionate—she was taking charge.

Karl smirked. Femdom moment? Maybe.

But when the woman in question was a Good Milf like Rebecca...

He wasn’t exactly complaining.

Rebecca chuckled, her voice silky smooth, dripping with amusement. "You’re awfully quiet, Karl. Not used to a woman taking the lead?"

Karl exhaled, tilting his head slightly. "Not usually my thing... but I might make an exception."

Rebecca smirked. "Mmm... good."

Her hands moved lower, her nails scraping just enough to tease, to remind him exactly who was in control right now.

Karl chuckled, his smirk widening. "You really are starved for this, huh?"

Rebecca let out a quiet, pleased sigh, pressing closer. "You have no idea, how happy i am now. I’m grateful that this is a normal thing between neighbors."

Rebecca’s arms were wrapped around Karl’s chest, her fingers toying with the button on his pants.

Karl’s heart raced as he felt Rebecca’s hot breath on his neck. He couldn’t believe this was happening, but he didn’t want to stop. He reached up and placed his hand on top of Rebecca’s, guiding it down to his cock.

Karl smirked, tilting his head slightly. "I have to ask... how does your husband compare?"

Rebecca stiffened for half a second—just long enough for Karl to notice.

Then, she let out a quiet chuckle, completely unbothered.

"If I answer that," she murmured against his ear, her fingers pressing a little harder, "would you be flattered or just smug?"

Karl grinned. "Depends on the answer."

Rebecca hummed, her nails dragging lightly against his skin.

"You’re... bigger."

Karl blinked, then chuckled. "Just a little?"

Rebecca smirked. "A little can make a big difference."

Rebecca’s fingers wrapped around Karl’s cock, and she began to stroke him gently. Karl let out a low moan as she increased her pace, her other hand snaking down to cup his balls.

Karl’s head fell back against Rebecca’s shoulder as she continued to work his cock. He couldn’t believe how good it felt to have her hands on him, to have her so close.

Rebecca leaned forward and pressed her lips to Karl’s neck, her tongue darting out to taste his skin. She nipped at his earlobe, causing him to gasp.

"Fuck, Rebecca," Karl groaned, his hips bucking up into her hand.

Rebecca smiled against his neck. She loved the power she had over him, the way he responded to her touch. She tightened her grip on his cock, stroking him harder and faster.

Karl’s breathing became ragged as he felt himself getting closer and closer to the edge. He knew he wasn’t going to last much longer.

"Rebecca, I’m gonna cum," he warned, his voice strained.

Rebecca didn’t let up, instead she increased her pace even more. She wanted to feel him cum, wanted to taste him on her tongue.

With a final thrust, Karl came hard, his cum spilling over Rebecca’s hand. Rebecca milked him dry, her fingers still moving as he caught his breath.

Karl turned his head and captured Rebecca’s lips in a deep kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth. Rebecca moaned, her own desire building as she tasted herself on his lips.

She broke the kiss and stood up, pulling Karl to his feet. She led him to the bedroom, her hand wrapped around his still-hard cock.

Karl lay back on the bed, his heart racing as Rebecca climbed on top of him. She straddled his hips, her pussy hovering just above his dick.

"You so cute, Karl. I want more!" she whispered, her voice husky with desire. freewebnøvel.coɱ

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