(Photoless “Caption”)
“Get over here and eat me out, Tristan. Now!” Gracie said, spreading her legs and pointing to her wet cunt. The freckles on her face highlighted her features and struck nicely against the black locks of her hair. She looked at him sternly and cocked her head a little, irritated at his slowness.
Tristan crawled forward and nosed into her cunt, before starting to lap and lick at it, dragging his tongue up both sides, and then flicking her clit, sucking on it a little and letting the tip of his tongue roll and flip past it.
She leaned her head back and moaned.
“You’re almost getting decent at being my little pussy eating slave,” she said. “I’ve only been making you do it since I turned eighteen. Six months is a little slow, but you’re getting there. You’ll start working on kissing my ass tonight too, understand?”
“Yes… Yes, Mistress,” he said.
He’d had a crush on her forever and even though she dominated him, used him, and took pleasure from him every day, he’d never been able to build up the courage to tell her he loved her. Instead, he simply swore to serve her.
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