Pretty, Pretty Princess
Mistress is only to happy to take care of you.
“Please, Mistress. Please, fuck me,” he begged me. He was on his knees, on the bed, naked. His cock hung between his legs, getting hard as he spoke about what he wanted me to do to him. I looked at him, taking him in. His big eyes were always sad when I saw him but there was a wildness in them tonight. We had never done this, though he was training his ass to fit my beautiful cock. I called her Princess. I tilted my head...