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Softly he traced the edges of her breasts where the bra straps were beginning to cut into them “What can I do with these?”

“Anything you desire, Master”

Even as she said the words, Sam knew they were the truth Despite her protestations, she had no resistance where he was concerned She was his willing slave

She heard the rasp of a zipper and opened her eyes to see hi his cock out of his pants It was already hard and thick, the golden olive skin stained like ith his arousal Saers wrapped around the shaft, puorged

She licked her lips, sing nervously as she recalled her drea, she wasn’t sure she could take hi But if that’s what he wanted from her…

He chuckled “No, my pet That’s not what I want from you This is”

Clasping her breasts in his large hands, he pushed theether until they spilled upward in a fountain of flesh Then he stepped forward and thrust his cock between them

She gasped, the hot shaft forcing a path between her coan toand pulling He never touched her aching nipples, only the sides of her breasts, h the medium of her flesh

Sam whimpered, a broken cry of distress He couldn’t have ht her body to unbearable ecstasy, that was because it hat he wanted to do And if he used her body for his own pleasure, with no thought for hers, that was also because it hat he wanted to do He could take her in any way he wanted And so long as she was his slave, she had no say in the matter

Her pussy pulsed and throbbed in tie She wanted hi in and out to the pounding beat of her heart

“Put your hands on mine,” he whispered in a hoarse voice

She placed her tre the flex of histheth of his cock

“Now squeeze your breasts, just like I was doing”

He took his hands away and she continued the rhythht nipples Not trying to increase the pressure to find so herself up and down his length, his low groans telling her when she’d done it correctly and his silence a dreadful warning to do better the next time

His fingers slid into her hair, tipping her head back so that she looked up at his face