Bought For His Son; Pleasured By The Don
Then I stood, crashing my mouth to hers, allowing her to taste herself before pulling away, just as she leaned in for more.
“What are you doing?” Her voice was barely a whisper. I leaned in, lips almost touching, “Pleasing you. Isn’t that my job?”
No response.
My hands opened the drawer, pulling out the e-stim wand—something to make her cry for a release.
“What’s that?”
“Your favorite toy.” I kissed her, stopping her from speaking, and without warning I pressed the wand against her clit, low pulse at first.
Her body jerked, a sharp gasp ripping from her throat as her thighs trembled, the cuffs rattling above her head.
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