Johnson.”“That’s good. And there’s no need to call me Mr. Johnson. Call me Richard.”“Okay… Richard,” she said with a cheeky grin.“I ...now you’ve been hard on your mum since your dad left. You always think she’s trying to control you, don’t you?”“Yeah. She does, right?I shook my head. “No, Kitty, she does what she does because she cares about you. Your mum doesn’t want you to make the same mistakes she made at your age.”Kitty stared at me, a frown creasing her brow. I knew she needed to learn the. I am so cumpletely fucking horny as i fuck your tight throat & i engulf your fat tasty cock as it stretches deeper & deeper in2 my cock-swallowing throat...as we make each other feel fantastic u groan & thrust your hips up 2wards my face & drive the remainder of your tasty sword even deeper in2 my cum-thirsty throat which makes u gasp around my cock... as i start 2 undulate my hips & slide a little bit deeper with each stroke i slip my fingers 2 your scrotum& squeeze your sweaty balls gentlyas. She sat on dining table and told me to stand near her and open those lunch packet and drinks bottle. I did that, she ordered to serve that for her. I served that, and then she told me to sit on floor near her chair and have my lunch, I followed her instruction. After our lunch completed she ordered me to clean all the things I did it.After that she relaxed for some time, and after that she went inside the bedroom and came with 1 dog belt and a stick. And order me to stand like a dog. I stood. She couldn’t take this any longer. “Please, please,” she cried into his mouth. She trailed her hands down his back and grabbed his ass, rocking into him, imagining him fucking her, penetrating her, filling her and relieving her emptiness, filling her entire body. Her orgasm hit her, hard in her centre, and she seemed to float upwards, moaning over and over again, she rose upwards and deliciously deserted her body. She had never felt something so extreme.His lips left hers, and he was gasping,.