She said in gestures she wanted to clean my room. She started with work while I was watching her beautiful ass sway to and fro. She always checks ever... paper before sweeping it off to see if it is anything important. She opened the paper that I cleaned cum with and gave a side look with her eyes and acted as if nothing had happened.I wanted to know whether she liked what she saw. So I slowly followed her to bin without her noticing. To my utter shock I saw her smelling it with ecstatic. Natalie paused, temporarily stunned. Em grabbed her hand and walked her into the living room. “Strip, bitch,” was all she said before sitting down on the couch, looking up expectantly at Natalie.Natalie was all too happy to oblige. She removed her top, shoving her gorgeous tits in Em’s face. Then she dropped her shorts, and Em lost it. Natalie’s cock was already hard, with a fat head and a slight upward curve. Em immediately took Natalie in her mouth, happily gagging over and over. Natalie. MMMM it tasted so sweet, and I could tell by her soft moans that she was enjoying it. Increasingly, I became more aggressive with my tongue and I also slid three fingers deep into her honey pot. Her soft moans became louder and louder as she grabbed the back of my head and pulled my face forcefully into her twat. I could feel her hips rhythmically bucking up into my mouth as her orgasm built. So at just the right moment, I placed a dab of the new KY product called "Intensity" (or whatever it’s. ‘If you’re my slave then, why are you still dressed in those scrubs?’ Tiffany looked at me open mouthed, nodded and frantically tore her clothes off until she was fully naked. Her breasts were ample, with light pink nipples now poking from her chest due to her arousal and her shaven cunt gleamed with the juices I had demanded from her. ‘What else can I do to deserve my masters cock?’ She asked, desperation in her voice now. ‘Get on your fours. Beg me like the fuck slave you are.’ Tiffany.