“Are you wet?”
I didn’t even need to check. Milf porn Master entered the room taking in the sight of me squatting, completely spread and open to his gaze. I was well aware of what was expected of me whenever my Master gave me something. In only seconds his tongue had me back on the edge, struggling not to go over; desperate not to steal an orgasm from my Master when the most unexpected and wonderful thing happened. This went on for a few more edges until the video shut off right as one of the slaves began licking the puckered bleached anus of the other. This was his way of telling me that it was time to suck. At first the videos were fairly mainstream fucking and sucking but they became increasingly more focused on fetish activities over time. I’d given plenty of blowjobs in my time without complaint, but this time was different. He gave an acknowledging smile that he was pleased with my initiative and shook his head. The heavy silver chain affixed to my collar rattled
