Despite my mad desire to swallow him up immediately, I took my time to admire the object of my desire, stroking it, rubbing it against my cheek, inhaling it ... I was driving him crazy and I felt that all his body was quivering now. Gently, I took his cock in my mouth. He immediately heaved a big sigh of relief. Simply holding the steel rod at its base, I amused myself pushing the foreskin back with my tongue until finally the hot pink glans was fully in contact with my palate. - You are a good little whore, he said to me, a good little sucking whore!- Please don't call me a whore.- Yet that's what you obviously are! I continued to give him the benefit of my oral knowledge, but this obsession with wanting to dominate me was starting to heat up my ears. However, my tongue enveloped his penis and made him bathe in a flood of saliva. - Little bitch! You taste it well, eh? Admit that you love it, and leaning towards me, his face close to mine, he added,… little bitch.Very proud of this insult which he undoubtedly considered to be the height of humiliation, he did not expect it to grab him by the neck and throw him into the chair. Before he had time to react, I pressed his back against the backrest, holding both his shoulders firmly and said: - We'll see which of us is the little whore!Now things could escalate. With vigor I moved my cock towards his mouth and, against all odds, he took it immediately without opposing the slightest resistance. He was even swallowing her voraciously so that I caught myself holding his head and starting to kiss his mouth. The roles were reversed and my excitement took precedence over reason. At this rate, I was going to enjoy in no time. To give me time to come to my senses, I made him stand up, which he did without resisting, and ordered him to undress. He hadn't lost his smug demeanor and was staring at me as he took off his uniform. When he was naked, I made him turn, lean in the chair. Leaning on the armrests, he gave me a magnificent view of her ass, just as magnificent. I put my hand on it flat and began to stroke the two white hills. Her buttocks were firm and soft. Suddenly, unexpectedly, I slapped him a good slap on the right buttock. He arched back, moaning. The red mark of my fingers gradually appeared. I continued my caresses and then renewed the spanking, alternating one and the other without regularity so that he is surprised each time. Unmistakably, he moaned, wiggled his ass but remained offered, a consenting victim to this perverse treatment. I could have told him that he was the bitch now, but I didn't. When I judged his buttocks rather red and sore, I leaned down to kiss them and gently run my tongue to soften his plight. He was grateful to me. Her buttocks were firm and soft. Suddenly, unexpectedly, I slapped him a good slap on the right buttock. He arched back, moaning. The red mark of my fingers gradually appeared. I continued my caresses and then renewed the spanking, alternating one and the other without regularity so that he is surprised each time. Unmistakably, he moaned, wiggled his ass but remained offered, a consenting victim to this perverse treatment. I could have told him that he was the bitch now, but I didn't. When I judged his buttocks rather red and sore, I leaned down to kiss them and gently run my tongue to soften his plight. He was grateful to me. Her buttocks were firm and soft. Suddenly, unexpectedly, I slapped him a good slap on the right buttock. He arched back, moaning. The red mark of my fingers gradually appeared. I continued my caresses and then renewed the spanking, alternating one and the other without regularity so that he is surprised each time. Unmistakably, he moaned, wiggled his ass but remained offered, a consenting victim to this perverse treatment. I could have told him that he was the bitch now, but I didn't. When I judged his buttocks rather red and sore, I leaned down to kiss them and gently run my tongue to soften his plight. He was grateful to me. The red mark of my fingers gradually appeared. I continued my caresses and then renewed the spanking, alternating one and the other without regularity so that he is surprised each time. Unmistakably, he moaned, wiggled his ass but remained offered, a consenting victim to this perverse treatment. I could have told him that he was the bitch now, but I didn't. When I judged his buttocks rather red and sore, I leaned down to kiss them and gently run my tongue to soften his plight. He was grateful to me. The red mark of my fingers gradually appeared. I co ...

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