"Fuck me?" Pepper quips on a dark laugh on the heels of Tony's cries, loving his struggles. With one last squeeze of his rock hard cock in fond farewell, she pulls her hand away and palms her thighs, leaning over him a little as she grins down at him, her loose hair spilling past her shoulders.

"It's a good start-- good boy," she allows in low tone, arching a brow slightly. She rolls her hips slowly, grinding her soaked pussy against the rippling muscles of his firm abdomen on a throaty little moan. God that feels good, but she's intent on teasing them both a little while longer. "But I think you can do better still. Is this what you want? For me to fuck your face? Tell me how much you want it..."