"Mistress." She pressed her bare foot against my chest. "I am your Mistress, filth." Sorry, Mistress."My cock strained my pants. Why? This isn't what ...as supposed to happen. She was supposed to love me, not abuse me. My hands went to my short buttons, working down my denim shirt. She lifted an eyebrow as I peeled it off."That's it?"Her disdain hurt. I flushed, my skin pale and my chest sagging a bit, my stomach a little flabby. "Sorry, Mistress."Her foot pressed into the crotch of my jeans; I. As you remove it from your mouth it also glistens, and you trace it down your chin, tracing a line between your breasts, then over to one of your nipples. You circle the areola, then pinch your nipple between your fingers. The sensation causes a sigh of pleasure to escape as you arch your back. My cock is now pulsing at your opening, stretching, begging to be let back inside the velvet walls of your pussy. You look back down at me and, smiling devilishly, lightly run your fingers from your. More

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