His cum cooling and sticky in his chest hair. XXX I will test you again tomorrow, privately.”
Despite himself, the Slave could not help but return her smile. She was dimly aware of the crowded hall. Through hooded lids she became aware of the sea of bodies writhing before her. Despite his situation, the Slave could not help but feel a stirring in his loins at the casual displays around him, his cock lengthening to a semi erection. Were you trying to light a fire on my clit or something?”
“Mistress, forgive me!” he spluttered. His voice sounded hoarse, almost pathetic to him. “There was something else?” asked the Queen. He wasn’t sure. Just as she was beginning to feel some waves of pleasure building he’d ruin it time and time again by changing tempo or doing something else to break the build-up.
