I was so vanilla in the game of sex that I rarely even touched myself when alone. XXX He kept pulling until I was practically standing with him, legs pressed up against the desk and palms of my small hands rested on the surface. “Please stop, Master…” I whimpered, shaking my head while my auburn locks of hair fell into my face, “I’m s-s-sorry… I’ll learn…”
The man behind me stood still for a moment, shaft still placed in my slit. “Not yet, you won’t,” he plainly stated, “And when you feel like you will, you will ask me for permission. I heard the click of the lock behind me and turned to face Dallas. Once I spoke, it seemed to spark something in this man. I no longer felt the build-up, but there was still pleasure with each time he entered my hole. I bit my bottom lip anxiously as I lifted my eyes once more to meet his. He leaned into me, and I could feel
