Sufficiently amused she turned back to the table and took up a tube of lube, drizzling a small amount on her gloved fingers before turning back to Brandon and taking his cock in her hand, watching him squirm as she smeared the gel all over his shaft and started stroking him with a loose fist at a casual pace, a lazy, slippery handjob, feeling his cock swell in her hand. She hoped that the ring wasn’t making things uncomfortable for him. She leaned in close and whispered as she jerked him off. “I’m doing this because it amuses me to watch you squirm.” She squeezed his cock a little tighter “if you’re a good boy and obey me I will make this pleasurable. Understand?” “Yes.” Brandon grunted, and Tegan whipped him lightly japan big on the thigh with the crop in her other hand, a warning shot, Brandon let out a started yell. “Right now, you call me Mistress, or Mistress Tegan. Do you understand?” “Yes.” Brandon said, and Tegan hit him again, harder this time. “You clearly don’t.” Tegan growled in his ear “Try again, do you understand?” “Yes Mistress Tegan.” amateur Brandon said “Better.” Tegan acknowledged, resuming the handjob. She eased into a steady rhythm, watching Brandon’s face as he bit his lip. She could feel his dick flexing in her hand and started whispering in his ear again, using a asian sultry a voice as she could muster. “You gonna cum, B? You gonna shoot your load for me?” “Yes. Mistress Tegan” He grunted, and she immediately released his cock, watching it twitch as Brandon let out a disappointed groan, his hips shaking as his cock fucked the empty air. “Not right now you aren’t.” Tegan said smugly. “Because you need to learn patience.” Using her non-lubed hand that was holding the crop, she gripped his hair and started to pull him towards the couch. He obligingly followed her and she sat down with her ass right on the edge of the couch, pulling him in close and draped her thighs over his shoulders, pulling his face down to her crotch. “You will get to cum when I tell you you may cum, do you understand?” “Yes Mistress Tegan.” Brandon answered. “Very good. For now, you may lick my pussy.” She reclined on the couch as Brandon started to explore japanese her labia with his mouth and tongue. His technique was, as ever, unrefined – and probably not helped by the fact he was blindfolded and couldn’t use his hands, but this was not about her pleasure. Sure, it felt nice, but she wasn’t trying to get off. Right at this moment it was about power. She was fondling his balls when he slid two fingers down the warm soft pillows of her sex and into the hole between her legs. She rolled japanese the stocking up Lita’s legs and up to her thigh. Once again left me with my dickclit in my hand. “Wow,” she says again, and I can practically see little hearts in her eyes. Her own juices began to flow at the thought. I found my voice, and the sound that came from my chest was not a sound I’d ever made before. Because of how Sharon had been dressed, the worker remembered Bill talking asian to a woman that looked like the woman in the notice when they were loading the trailer. “Pleeeease suck my dick, Chrissy. I see a news van pull up and get out with a cameraman and a reporter. 'How' asked Ravi caressing the underside of her breasts more firmly? "What do you mean about your mind wandering?" We talked for a bit big then she rang off. Bad vibes." I am not some kind of creep. After a few rounds of the game spent in complete silence apart from slight laughter and explanations as to how the game worked, with a few choice expletives from Nicole whenever japan I screwed up, she suddenly pulled a bomb on me. “What would you do if I had sex with another guy?” That was doable. I tried to comfort her a little with what I thought was probably the truth. Thank God that I love speedos so much and I have a few ‘extra’ pairs - hehehe. His fingers dropped lower, circling lower until they touched the top of her shorts. “I’m not even sure if this amateur could even be qualified as a fight.” I told her. “Please, Adam?” She begged. “Do you think he would?”