......was it Her cunt? Incense? No, it couldn't be incense, it had to be perfume. As if to punctuate my thoughts, She arched her pelvis forward to press Her nylon-covered mound against my face. "Do it," She said quietly. "Do it through my panties."....
"Now, do you agree that I own you now?" She asked as She sat back down on the bed. "But you are free to leave at any time. I'm not forcing you to stay; you're here of your own free will." "Yes Ma'am I understand", i said. "Stand in front of me." "Yes Ma'am." "Strip for me."
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