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Then there was a pause and after a moment James said, “I, um, got your…message.”
Diana froze. More like tenth or twentieth-guessing, she thought, remembering how she had agonized over what to wear and what to bring. Indianporn She crawled hurriedly back and deposited her sandal next to her skirt, not daring to look up at James before turning and hurrying back for the next item. And heard the words she had been longing for:
“Good girl.”
He stroked her hair and smiled down at her for several moments, allowing her to bask in his approval. “Please, Sir,” she whispered, “May your little slave-girl suck your cock?”
Diana masturbated furiously while shoving the hairbrush handle in and out of her mouth, climaxing so quickly and suddenly that she had to drop the hairbrush and slap both hands over her mouth to keep from squealing.Oh god, what am I turning into?