My senses began to overload as I guided her head up and down my smooth shaft. She picked up the pace and I warned her that I was about to cum, but she wouldn’t let go. She grabbed both my thighs with her hands and ran her head up and down my shaft as fast as she could go, and forced me to cum. Sameera swallowed every drop and came back up for air. She wiped her mouth and tasted the cum that was on her fingers and looked lustfully into my eyes.I was out of breath, so we slowed down to catch our breath. I grabbed her and held her close. Her body was wet and so was mine and we stood stuck together for the next few minutes breathing hard. We began to kiss again, and the energy came raging back. She grabbed my neck and pulled my face closer to hers as we kissed…hard. She was breathing on my face while we struggled to grab air and I slowly inserted my hand into her leggings. Her ass was warm but covered in sweat. I lowered one finger until I could stick it into her asshole. She yelped in. Quickly I get ready. While in the shower I start wondering why Master is taking me this time. Is it a special day? I thought the parties were for Master’s only. What does my Master have up his sleeves? I pushed those thoughts out my head and started to get dress. Thirty minutes later I stand in front of Master ready for inspection. I’m wearing 5′ stiletto heels, black stockings with garter belt, lacy black panties, a short black skirt which just skimmed my buttocks, a lacy black 36C bra and a see-through, white lacy top which showed off my plump breasts magnificently. Master walked around me, glanced up and down then said “Good my pet but you’re not ready yet.” Slowly he unfastens a few buttons on my blouse, then pulls my breasts out of the bra and starts gently chewing on my nipples to make them erect. Once those nipples became large enough small nipple clamps was placed on them causing me to gasp. “Now you’re perfectly ready.” Master laughed softly, “Let’s go.
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