bustybabe12315
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Your nimble fingers expose my chest. I feel the expression from you, the thought that my petite curves are far short of the delicate jewels that adorn you. Your words taunt me "Do you think that would please me...." I gulp, my mouth completely dry as I at the mercy of your hands. "Mistress, I'm so sorry - I don't mean to say what would please you...." my thoughts trickle out. Then the thought occurs to me - beg her.
I slowly try to turn my body towards you, lowering my face to the floor, kissing the top of your shoes. "Please Mistress, let me worship you. You are so beautiful."
I slowly try to turn my body towards you, lowering my face to the floor, kissing the top of your shoes. "Please Mistress, let me worship you. You are so beautiful."