I smiled into his eyes. “Yes, Master. I’m creaming on Mr. R’s tablecloth.” “Who are you?” “I’m your slave.” “And what do you need?...�� “I need to be fucked, Master.” In a flash, I felt the fingers slide out of my ass and I moaned at the absence of sensation. The straps removed and Mr. R and Carlos helped me climb onto the table. Master positioned me so that I was on all fours but tilted back like a frog. He pressed his cock against my ass and I leaned back hungrily until it slid inside me. I. He placed a black sharpie marker in my mouth and told me to hold onto it. I was blindfolded to block my view and he put ear muffs over my ears, muffling all sounds. I could still hear him when he was close, but it was hard to make out other noises.He took his time in repositioning my jugs, wanting them to hang just right. He grabbed my nipple on my left teat, lifting it and pulling it further forwards, bringing more tit meat through the hole. He did the same on the right, till both jugs were. More

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