“I’ve trained you well, my little puppy, haven’t I?”
“Yes, Mistress!” I chirped merrily. Porn “I’ve got a really busy weekend planned,” she was saying, “but you can take these.”
She’d stuffed her panties into my hand. I yawned. Go for broke. “You never run out of clean laundry?”
“Almost never,” she murmured reluctantly. So many times I’d caught her with other men. You welcome it to the back of your mouth, into your throat, where it feels the best.”
“Best in my throat,” she moaned. While we were apart, I could think of nothing but her. “You’ve never let me hypnotize you before.”
I shrugged. Guiltily, I realized I shouldn’t have tried to make her do something she wasn’t inclined to do. “Butterflies in stomach.”
“That’s how you feel now…you’ve butterflies in your stomach.
