”She whispered, “Would you like to take it out so I can make you cum?”He had been very surprised at her boldness, but was thoroughly enjoying he... hand working on his dick.He said, “Yes, I would like that.”She told him to move his chair away from the desk and stand to face her. She moved her chair between his legs. She unfastened his belt, opened his zipper, and pulled his pants and underwear down. His hard dick stuck straight out.He leaned back against the desk. My wife rubbed her hands lightly. She wasnt anyway. But instead robed like a woman fixed and setting her sights on tricking her man to bed. Well, if that was what was going on in her mind this minute, then she was mistaken for certain about leading him astray from his soccer match. Even if she took off all her clothes right in front of the television and started prancing about seductively, Brandons dick was not going to spring up inside his pants and proceed on to jig auspiciously. No, no! Oh, Mila mouthed in fraudulent. It was happening. I took her hand off my dick and whipped the condom off. I placed her hand back on my naked cock and told her, "Keep stroking just like before. I'm cumming." Wait, seriously?" Yes!"She looked inquisitively at my dick and with my right hand I cupped her small breast as I felt my orgasm building in my balls. She yelped but didn't stop the handjob."Faster," I said.She stroked faster and looked up at me with an expression of confused innocence. She was so cute I could've eaten her. "I am now your master, and you will call me sir, am I understood?". "Fuck off" she yelled. Three more spanks hitting her behind. "OK, yes sir!" He was happy with that and helped her up rubbing her sore butt cheeks a little for her. "Now, will you stip off those clothes like my good slut?, or will Sir have to spank you again?". "No Sir", she whispers and starts to undress. Master is very pleased with his slut now.He takes her clothes and tells her to face the bar, and if she moves, her tender,.