I can’t help but take a long deep breath and as I exhale whisper “damn girl, I love these breasts”.Suddenly I push you back on the bed so you co...lapse at the knees and fall backwards. Now I can see your pussy mound building out of the dress a little, I think I can even see the crease of your lips. Ughhhh. You’re fucking hot and I tell you so, climb on top of you and unzip my pants. I tell you to do as I say or there will be consequences. You say yes sir. I will be a good girlTake out my cock I. Instead she was sucking a straggle of her own tousled blonde hair, watching the door. She jumped down when Tom arrived and ran to embrace him.That excited and troubled him. Was that silly dress all for him? Why wasn’t she like a normal teenager? What could she want?The joy on her face battered those questions. She pulled him behind ‘Large Print’ and kissed him so urgently it stopped his breath. Her kisses were extraordinary; the more thrilling because they lacked expectation. They were fluid,. ” She did as she was told. She dropped down to her knees, grabbing hold of his enormous cock. She knew her master was about to cum. She jerked him off, quickly pumping his swollen cock in to her waiting mouth. All at once he exploded. Filling her pretty little mouth full of his cum. Drops spilling off her swollen lips. She greedily swallowed as much of his cum as she could. Letting the rest drip from her chin and down her huge titties. “You are such a nasty little girl,” he said. There is nothing unusual about this request, but something in his tone makes me pause. “Now, Miss Steel!” His voice is stern, clipped. “I don’t have all day. And bring the statistics on the Garfield-Jonson merger.” I jump up, collecting my notebook and pen as well as the merger documents. “Of course, Sir. On my way, Sir.” I must have imagined the tone. There was nothing unusual about his demand. I keep hoping for a repeat of the other day, when he made love to me… no, correction, when he.