Sunny Lemaris felt, rather than heard, her Master approach her from behind. Indian sex video She hissed and raked her nails down his chest, shuddering like a leaf in a tornado, and whimpered out, “Master, may I cum, please, may I cum, Master, please?” Her words were a rush, a garbled semblance of a sentence, thick with the emotions and sensations she was feeling. Her fingers closed around it and she stroked it slowly, loving how the silken flesh flowed between her fingers and against her palm. Looking back up at him for approval, she leaned forward and kissed the underside of the head softly, her full lips tingling as the man meat in her hand throbbed mightily against her flesh. Joseph Lovell, owner of the Darker Side club, and Master to Sunny, groaned her name softly from between clenched teeth and tangled his hands in her thick, luxurious hair. Sunny groaned softly and writhed slowly back against the man, and whispered, “May I please you, Master? He spoke quietly of plans and wishes for the future of the club and the girls, but she barely heard him.
