Granny Velma’s Sticky Treats: Doggy and Missionary Climaxes

I love his touch, as I feel as though I am his. Vxxx On the ground, I feel someone near me. I love his touch, as I feel as though I am his. I am so scared. I look at him, and I see his fangs glisten in the candle light. He moves his hand from my neck, to my breast, to my navel, to my cunt, to my thighs. Master, I know, continues riding me and hard. Pushing harder and faster into me, I can feel that he is to cum. Your body, soul and mind, are all mine.”
From Master words I feel weak, as I know, I know I am his. Maybe I am not alone, but I can hear every noise and yet I can not hear a