Rosalie pressed her teeth on the inside of her lips and bit down around my clit. Sex Rosalie pressed her teeth on the inside of her lips and bit down around my clit. I got out of my car quickly and grabbed my camera gear. Alice still refused to meet our eyes even as I undressed myself slowly. “Shall we proceed here or do you wish to go elsewhere?” she glanced up at me through her eyelashes and bit her bottom lip. I have 31 servants and because of my large estate we are all comfortably situated within its stone walls. They do as I say- when I say- because I say so. (There were actually times I felt bad for the male gender who could not feel her walls around their dicks the way I could around my tongue and fingers.) She often begged me to break her hymen but I had yet to do so. I came home one day from a swim suit shoot that had gotten a little hot when two of the models began to get into the moment and were pulling each other’s suit tops off. “Master.” Rosalie moaned. Not the kind that most rich people have- no, the servants I have serve me in an entirely different way.
