Curvaceous temptress Anissa Jolie yearns to feel his thick, rigid shaft plunging deep into her eager mouth and dripping wet pussy

You let me writhe and whimper for quite a while, Sir, my eyes wide and staring into Yours while You regarded me calmly. Vxxx I had to fight so hard not to writhe, Sir, and to remain silent, while You immobilized me, though I know a few whimpers escaped from between my lips. And I think You must have sensed this, Sir, because we remained like that for quite some time, drinking each other in. Then You slowly sat down on the edge of the bed. You stood at the foot of the bed, gazing down at me as if I were some kind of exhibit in a museum. I was utterly vulnerable and yet completely safe; humiliatingly exposed and yet cared for, even cherished.