Nemesis sat there in front of the mirror brushing her hair as a man sat at the distance of few feet away and waited for her to smile at him and give her commands. Nemesis loved having male slaves. It was the only good thing which she could think of when it came to using of the human males. They were going to do anything that they were told if they were broken in the proper manner. This man was not the one whom she had acted upon a few days earlier and made her dance to her tunes. It was disheartening to see but she could see that he was too busy and smitten with a human woman on earth and that was not going to bode well for her plans. SO she considered of distracting herself with a little fun on her end.
You feel soft hands holding your c**k, lifting your balls and sliding over your thigh
