“You’re right!” Denise yelled. It was an accident. Milf sex Your slave, suzy. As soon as we got there Mistress Denise said curtly, “Go upstairs and clean yourself up. Suddenly there was a strange look on her face as she said slowly, “Or did you?”
She reached down and rubbed her fingers on the gusset of my panties. “Who do you dream of submitting yourself to? I really didn’t. I must have moaned slightly because Denise jumped back with a surprised look on her face and yelled out,“She’s getting off on this! “Who do you dream of submitting yourself to? Individual readers may archive and/or print single copies of this story for personal, non-commercial use. I groaned and sort of panted. “That’s right, slave suzy,” she said. Her hair, unfortunately, had flipped slightly forward and obscured her face, but she… would know who it was.
