Victor

My Erika’s nipples bead at the prospect and my use of words I’ve never before used in her presence. They make her uncomfortable...no, the fact that she likes it makes her uncomfortable. Her body quakes under my grasp as I turn off the water and reach for a towel. “What will it be, kitten?”

She's so much prettier without all the stage makeup. Her skin is fresh and pink from the warm water. Her eyes are clear and lips are red and swollen from the gag. She's ...