POV Lisa.
I stay on my knees, patiently waiting for him to ask me to get up, it's amazing how easy it is to get into the role of submissive. It's like I've been doing this my whole life. He takes me by the chin and lifts my head.
"Get up Lisa and go sit down, your coffee will get cold. "
I shake my head to say yes, then lick my lips to clean up the drops of cum that have beaded and get up and head over to the table, I pull out the chair and sit in it, my coffee is indeed lukewarm, but I drink it anyway. The smile on my face, I think I will keep this image forever engraved in my memory, him, completely at my mercy, he may have been in control of the situation, but I am in control of him, I had in my hands his pleasure and to see him lose his head at this point fills me with pride. Drake makes me a sandwich and I raise my eyes to the sky, what this mania he has to make me eat really annoys me, but I don't really have the choice.
"Finish eating, then you can go to bed. "
I suspend m
