The garage of Freddy Fazbear's Pizzaria was dimly lit, but Willow Afton's eyes adjusted quickly as she stepped inside. She had a reputation for being bold and brazen, and she wore it like a badge of honor. She was a woman who knew what she wanted and wasn't afraid to go after it.
As she scanned the area for any signs of life, her eyes landed on a familiar figure in the corner. It was Charles, the six-year-old son of her best friend Henri, also known as FemaleHenry. Charles was a mischievous little thing, always up to no good. But there was something different about him today. He looked up at Willow with a grin that made her stomach flip.
"Well if it isn't the little troublemaker himself," Willow said, raising an eyebrow. "What brings you to this seedy garage, Charles?"
Charles' grin widened as he pulled out his small, but already hard, cock. Willow's eyes widened, but she quickly regained her composure. "You are a bold one, aren't you?" she said, stepping closer to Charles.
"I heard this is where all the cool kids come to play," Charles said, his voice filled with confidence.
Willow laughed, "Oh, is that so? And what kind of 'play' are you looking for, Charles?"
Charles' grin widened even further, "I was hoping you could show me."
Willow's eyes never left Charles' cock as she dropped to her knees. She couldn't believe what was happening, but she was too horny to care. She had always had a thing for younger men, and Charles was no exception.
Charles gasped as Willow took him into her mouth, her lips wrapping tightly around him. She started to suck, her head bobbing up and down as she took him deeper and deeper. Charles moaned, his hands reaching out to grip the back of Willow's head.
"I'm in control here, Charles. Don't forget that," Willow said, smacking his hands away.
She continued to suck, her pace quickening as Charles' moans grew louder. Charles' legs started to shake as he got closer and closer to the edge. Willow felt him tense up, and she pulled back, his cock slipping out of her mouth with a pop.
"Why did you stop?" Charles asked, looking at her with confusion.
Willow grinned, "Because I want to see the look on your face when you cum."
She took him back into her mouth, her lips wrapping tightly around him as she sucked him to the edge again. This time, she didn't stop. She kept sucking, her head bobbing up and down as Charles' moans turned into screams.
Finally, Charles' legs gave out, and he cum hard, his cum filling Willow's mouth. She stood up, a satisfied look on her face. "Well, I think that's enough playing for today," she said, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.
Charles, still panting, looked up at Willow with a dazed expression. "That was amazing."
Willow smirked, "I know. Now, go on. Get out of here before someone sees us."
Charles nodded, tucking his cock back into his pants as he headed for the door. Willow watched him go, a sense of satisfaction washing over her. "Until next time, Charles," she said, a wicked gleam in her eye.
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