Hard. The ball gag. Japanese sex I let my wet cock rest on her lower lips, and again she lightly thrust herself forward to grind herself against it. “Sir…” she whimpered. “Mmm… I knew this was a somewhat submissive position to be in, kneeling at her feet, but I didn’t care. She felt incredible around my cock, as always, and she was really trying to keep a steady rhythm with her hips. I think it suits me.”
I slipped the watch on my wrist and fastened it. She was like a living fantasy, so perfectly sexy. Within a few minutes she was out cold, and it wasn’t long before I joined her. The sensation around my cock was unbelievable; I didn’t think I’d ever felt her cum this hard before. “Sir… “I’m sorry Sir.” she said, a sultry smoothness to her voice, “This bad slut needs to be punished.”
“I think you’re right.” I said, picking up
