Annalise
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Mr. Raphael fingers fiddled with the rope, and for a moment I thought he was going to set free.
But he moved my hands to the back and twisted the rope into a knot, the cotton material biting into my skin once again.
“Have you ever sucked a c**k without using your hands?” He asked.
The muscles in my thighs tightened as I tried to hold myself from collapsing into the bed.
“I haven’t, daddy,” I muttered.
“Well, I’m going to teach you something new today.” He knelt before, his hand running his thick member. “First start by licking my balls.”
He raised his c**k, exposing his c**k. I took one of his testicles and started sucking on it. I moved to the other testicle. His c**k was well-shaven and the scent of his bathing gel still lingered.
“Yeah, just like that,” He said,
