A gasp escaped from her mouth. His size still surprised her. Softly pulling at her cl!t with one hand, his other stopped her from falling off his lap.
“Have you been a good girl? Do you think you have been a good girl minx?” She could hear the hunger in his voice. Isobel didn’t know what to say. She hadn’t been that good, but did that count? Putting her finger on her lips, she shushed him.
“Oh, so we are going to play it that way, are we?” He laughed at her, then picked her up and off him, making her feel a bit confused. Walking to his cupboard, he took out something and walked back to her, holding it behind his back.
“I think you are overdue for punishment minx. I have been letting you get away with far too much. Hmm.” He walked around and came to a standstill behind her, smelling her
