”“Can we go now?” she asked impatiently.“Of course, but that will cost you a bruise or two later.”“Ohhh, I hadn’t thought of that. Can y...u bruise me where it isn’t obvious?”“Maybe, it depends on how well you perform.”“How well I...”“Perform, yes you heard me.”Paul threw a twenty on the bar, nodded his thanks to Terry who gave him a smile that said ‘congratulations on getting lucky, ‘ as she rang up his tab and put the rest in her tip jar.He hailed a cab and once inside endured an awkward moment. His disinterested look slowly changed to a smile, then an evil grin. Daisy felt herself getting turned on - whatever he was going to do, he had the same confidence she'd seen in the other Masters she'd served. He may have ended up a criminal but only because he had never found the right group. The right woman. He unzipped the prison jumpsuit and slid it off onto the floor. He was naked underneath, his penis small and limp but his balls big and swollen. Without taking his eyes off of her face,. .because I masturbated on your clean sheets.” She moved the stool out of the way and pulled the narrow end of the coffee table into place. I knew the routine and stood astride the table, forcing my legs well apart, then bent over to grip the sides.I snarled at Kate as she moved from filming behind me to filming by my side, capturing my oozing cock in all its glory.Aunty pulled her away, clearly unhappy at just how much Kate was enjoying this. Aunty seemed determined to get this over quickly. "That's it," he coaxed, "take my cock, cocksucker."With that he pushed himself into my mouth. I formed the tightest seal I could around him as he began to slowly thrust into my mouth. Soon he picked up his pace. "Oh yeah, I am really fucking your face now and you love it don't you?" The dirty talk tumbled out of his lips as he used my mouth. And he was right. I did love it. This felt incredible. Him using my face like this. Fucking my face. The room filled with the sound of him thrusting into.