“Chest out, and look at me, Jen.” he said strongly, so she squared her shoulders and looked him in the eye again, defiantly. XXNX “Tomorrow, you’re not my slave, so you won’t have to act like a slut. “Good girl.” he said condescendingly. “Did you like the feel of my tongue inside you?”
“It was the best thing I ever felt.” she said truthfully. “Just make sure you never lose a bet to be my slave again, that’s all.”
“You can be sure of that.” she said grimly, relaxing her arms. photshoot.” she said hesitantly, as she got up. take pictures of me?”
“Oh yeah.” he smiled. “I’m not giving you my shirt. But I’m not a slut, either.”
“I agree. She swallowed it all easily this time, knowing what to expect, and found that she rather enjoyed the salty taste of him.
