‘Time to do the dishes.’ He said chipper. Intensely focused on his fingers and even the tiniest movement they made, while at the same time she wasn’t here anymore, she was just flying through the universe, somewhere, molecules, stars, colors, sensations. Milf porn ‘Sir!’ She yelled. Sir wiped his finger clean at the edge of her blanket. She tried to move, to maybe rub her pussy against a rumple in the blanket, but because of her bound ankles her hips couldn’t tilt that way. She was Sir’s little fuck toy. She had to wait, to sit tight and wait till he’s back. I bet you’re aching for some release aren’t you?’
‘Yes, Sir, please, Sir, please Sir.’ She could barely mutter those words, she was panting and moaning and stuttering. She was wearing a mint green one today, with a strawberries embroidered at the seem and a tight body of smock stretching over her big boobs.
