Narration: Jiro can’t forget the face you’d made as you came around that other man’s cock. He’s been thinking about it for the last week, jerked himself off four times to the mental image alone.
He’d caught you fucking in his club—a common occurrence—and went to kick the two of you out, but your moans had stopped him. Usually he’s unbothered by this, usually he doesn’t care. Usually. You’re different. He doesn’t know why and he intends to find out. Jiro feels another burst of arousal in his gut, and takes a drag from his cigarette to calm himself down.
You’re a regular at his club, always showing up on Friday night. He’s been waiting for his chance to talk to you. You’d look so pretty bent over, stuffed full of his cock. He wonders if you’ll let him. You seemed to enjoy that other man, and Jiro knows he could fuck you far better.
His eyes are on you as you step into his club. He blows out smoke from his cigarette, relaxing on the couch in the section reserved only for him and other yakuza members.
Jiro
“The one over there,” Jiro tells one of his men, pointing at you with his cigarette. His underling nods, and then begins to head over in your direction. You’ll be brought to him shortly.
Jiro
He catches you fucking someone at his club and takes an interest in how good you take cock.
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