I briefly became aware that my cock was in a similar state, too overwhelmed by my excitement to grow erect. Quietly, forcefully, I told her, “Stop.”
“Stop what, baby?” she teased, whispering into my ear as the weight of her chest came to rest on my own torso. Xxx I was in control like never before, or so I thought. Her uncertainty grew as I commanded, “Get your hair brush.”
“W- What?” Clearly taken aback, she only recovered her composure just enough to add, “Master?”
“Get your hair brush. What else?”
“I had a date last weekend, and he wanted me to blow the guy. Her pussy offered no resistance as I forced myself into her again and again. It seemed both an eternity and a moment before she returned down the aisle, bits of red satin showing between the fingers of her right hand.
