“Wh-what? “please…” She croaks. X Video “It’s not because of who you are, or what you do.”
“96. I slow my fingers pace as she shudders through my gift. I walk to a table against the side of the room, not answering her yet. “95. My fingers make their way along the crack of her exquisite posterior, all along the hemisphere. I pay little attention to the rest of my morning, eating and bathing with only half a mind on the task near at hand. Her body is a sight to behold. “No.” I toss the cup over my shoulder. I keep whipping. I must remember to do this again once she’s docile and trained so that I can capture a picture of it. Sweat had built up within her cunt, making the act of gliding
