Sir knows I love this position. “Did I get a verbal confirmation, miss?”
“No, Sir. Blowjob porn I get on my hands and knees with my bum facing him. I’m so sorry, Sir. He hooks a finger under my chin and makes me look at him. Sir doesn’t stop for anything including the doorbell, a phone call, and my pleas for mercy. “Did I say the bitch could cum? I just was excited to see you, Sir…” I dare to glance up at him and he smiles down at me. He looks at me with those deep brown eyes, seeing so deeply into me I can’t help but move onto a different part to avoid the intense stare.
