Tits to the glass until I say stop. She leans closer, lips parting, smiling as their Slave instinctively surrenders into the kiss, her body putty in her Mistress’ hands, her own hands balled into fists at her side as she struggles not to embrace her in return. Xnxx com “Now climb into the back,” she commands as she pitches forward the passenger seat. We’ll be along in a moment.”
She unlocks her wrists and stops in front of their Slave, gazing deep into the frightened eyes. “Interesting,” muses the Mistress. Tits to the glass until I say stop. She arches her back and presses her chest to the roof before collapsing back into her Mistress’ lap, surrendering exhausted as the powerful, talented fingers draw out the pleasure, quickly making her tired hips buck anew with another rapidly building climax. She feels her Mistress’ breath hot on her bare chest as she attaches the strange clasp to the leash, placing it just right so that her nipples bear the weight of the slack leash, the agony unbearable. “I think our Master is getting lonely up there,” she purrs as she pries the girl’s legs apart, sliding across the back seat to kiss her shaved pubis.
