The stainless steel stove and refrigerator were both state-of-the-art and the tiling on the floor still looked quite new, as did the large picture window behind the wooden table and chairs in the breakfast nook, elegant in their simplicity, as were the matching cabinets and the butcher-block island in the center of the floor. Blowjob sex So even though my hands were still trembling with anger, I straightened up, managed a barely audible “Yes, Sir,” through gritted teeth and padded away on bare feet, through the door and into the kitchen. I wanted You to say something comforting to me, to maybe welcome me to Your home or tell me that I had done well in following You there so obediently. And here was that man, calmly unlocking the door of a pleasant-looking two-story house, pale yellow with dark green trim, which seemed as though it could have belonged to anyone. Thank You, Sir.”
I only know that when You released my chin and caressed the side of my
