On the other hand, I also feel a thrill when I think that I could play, that I like it. I do it slowly, very slowly, and carefully as a slave should. Porn sex I freeze, unsure, because I have no intention of answering it naked. I crawl on all fours, spreading my legs so he can get a good look at my wet, juicy pussy. This is so hot. Do you want to smell her wet, Stan?” Like a dog in front of a juicy bone, Stan starts drooling and can barely answer, so he just nods. You both stop chewing and stare at the small puddle on the floor in fascination. “Come in, Stan,” you say over my shoulder. “Take your clothes off. Can you smell it yet, Stan?” He doesn’t answer and squirms in his chair. The thought makes me nauseous. “Dinner will be ready soon. I look down at the floor and stay in my relaxed position with my lips slightly parted. Disgusting. I don’t let my disappointment show. “Where is the whore?”
“I haven’t been able to find her yet, Master. “Look Stan. I can’t stand the guy, and that’s why I want him to suffer until his cock explodes.
