James
Clearly baffled, she simply stands there. But as I move to the vee of her thighs, bathing her s*x in the heat of my breath, she wails and, staggering, snatches at me with her hands, pulling at my shoulders and hair.
“Gently…" I say, as I stroke between her thighs at the moist heat of her panties. “Open your legs a little. Let me at you." She's moaning and staggering, and as I feel at her folds through the fabric, her head flinging back, there is a warm gush and a spreading stain.
“Master, I'm sorry, but I can't stand up properly."
Gotcha, Girl...
I stand and sweep her up, dropping her onto the bed where she lands, gasping and sweating.
Her excitement is quite unmistakable now, and for a long moment, I hesitate, looking down at her...
Is she ready…?
... for more...?
“Are you
