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“Stop”

Her head flinched back slightly “Okay”

“You say, yes sir,” he said in a husky voice

Rachel lowered her head “Yes, sir”

“Remove your bra”

“Yes, sir” Rachel reached and unsnapped her bra, releasing her crea taut nipples She bit her lip as if repressing a giggle, lory

He lifted her chin and glowered “This is no laughing matter!”

Rachel jumped and lowered her head However, not in compliance She continued to suppress her amusement A reminder, he had little control over this huame? “Stand still or I’ll nip your nose”

She shivered at the intensity of his tone and nodded “Yes, sir”

“Tuck your hands into your back pockets”

Rachel’s pulse quickened as she placed her hands behind her hips The pose lifted her brazenly bare beautiful breasts A visual feast for his eyes His hard cock strained for release from his jeans

“Keep them there until further notice”

“Yes, sir”

Lev cupped a breast in each hand His breathing deepened Supple and silken as a shorn laently kneaded her breasts and she responded with soft small breaths The scent of her arousal hit him as hard as over-applied perfume “That’s my pet”

“Please”