Intimate Passion with Bhabhi: Cherishing Every Sensation

I stood up a few feet in front of them. “I am still ‘Master’, and you will still do as you are told.”
“Yeth, Mathter.” she replied. XXX Yes, Master.”
“And you are adorable,” I added, wiping her face with my thumb again, “He won’t be able to keep himself from spoiling you rotten.”
“Yes, Master.” she said, no longer sobbing, but tears still streaming. She arched her back slightly and thrust her chest forward. I can see how she fucks with these poor guy’s heads. I attached the chained to Catherine’s collar and had her stand in front of me again as I sat back down in the recliner. “Do not forget again.” I warned. I pulled my cock out of her mouth, zipped up and walked back to my spot.