She instructed, “Put my stockings on your maybe Mistress, my pet.”
The word Mistress sent a surprised pleasure shock directly to my pussy. “As you wait for my text, which may come tomorrow, a week from now or a month, I expect you to follow just a few simple instructions.”
I stared at her eagerly, wondering what they might be. Xnxx tv As if reading my mind, she offered, “Go ahead, my pet. I revelled in her scent and continued licking her pussy, attempting to retrieve more of her juice. Home, where I lived with my boyfriend, with the man I assumed that I would one day marry. Shame burned in me suddenly at my lack of dignity, but the reality was I was completely at the whim of this black Goddess. My head spun around and around, my thoughts a muddled mess. Once at the door, she turned and looked at me one last time, “Don’t disappoint me, my pet to be.” Then she was gone.
