Once he reached the little V at the head, his finger lingered there and he rubbed little circles in it.She sat mesmerized. Of course, they masturbated...together before, but she had never seen him like this. She focused on everything in front of her: the way he was standing, knees bent and feet spread slightly apart. The look on his face, as he looked from his crotch to her, and back.And not least of all, his penis. It was pink, rock hard, and twitching. She wanted nothing more than to reach out. My body is breaking out in a sweat at the sensation. ?Are you really sorry now, slut?? he asks me. ?I'm? I'm really sorry?? stumbling over my words. ?I'm really sorry, Master.? Itfeels like some form of exquisite torture to speak to him while his fingersare ravaging my ass, and my pussy is dripping juices down the insides of mylegs. ?Good.? He growls, and I almost tumble onto the floor as he stands up, liftingme by my hips. He positions me on the bed on my hands and knees. I arch my back in. I spread wide and watched as he slowly moved up my hard organ. His eyes were fixed on mine as he sucked first my drooling knob, then the entire shaft into his expert mouth. I threw my head back and cried out, “Yesssss, Oh God, pleeaasssee.” His head bobbed, working me into an erotic frenzy. Once again, I belonged to him to do with as he pleased. He eventually stopped, rolled me over, and had me get on my knees and elbows with my face on the bed. He climbed around behind me and I felt his hot. He then smirked and stared down at her, ‘Shut it, whore. Everyone knows that the word of anyone in the Kush bloodline is bullshit. Besides, you’ve only worked off half of it. You still have another month with me, bitch.’ Rage yelped as the boot of Spencer’s boot connected with her stomach. As he spoke ill of her family and stated that she wasn’t finished, fury would begin to build within. She attempted to raise her fist and swing at Spencer but with a snap of the man’s hand, Rage’s arm froze in.