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“How do you address me?”

“Sorry, Sir What is that, please, Sir?”

“It’s a nipple cla to love the sensation when it’s re at it with his teeth until she wasit

By the ti heavily and his cock was thick, his balls aching Darabbed the feather tickler in one hand, the pinwheel in the other

He ran the feathers down her sto else then let out a shuddering breath as she felt the soft ends of the tickler Then he ran the pinwheel down the same path Each spike of the wheel pressed into her skin, not hard enough to leave a asped, heronce more

Damn, she was fun

He ran the soft feathers over her breasts, heard her groan as she realized he was going to follow that sahtly over her skin The idea wasn’t to cause pain It was about sensation and not knoas co next

He moved down to the base of the bed, this tih towards her pussy She let out a whimper and he stopped to assess her Skin f

lushed Breathing fast But no real signs of distress

“How you doing, pet?”

“Good, Sir”

“Good girl” He saw the way his praise made her relax Heher shudder, then he ran it down her other thigh Hethe way she clenched her hands as he reached her ht over the top, close to her slit

“Oh Oh”

He pulled her lower lips apart “Stay very still for me now, pet”

She froze and he had to hold back a chuckle as he very lightly ran the pinwheel over her labia She let out a shuddering breath as he drew it back then rubbed her clit with his finger