So what’s left, B? It’s just the way o’ things.”
“Brandon has a girlfriend.” Tegan said abruptly after a short silence. “Tell me how much you need it.”
“Please Mistress Tegan, I need it. My tiny tits, my flat ass.” She shifted slightly in her seat, turning to face him. Without hesitation Brandon opened his mouth and took the ring gently in his teeth. But she didn’t want to let him believe that. Sufficiently amused she turned back to the table and took up a tube of lube, drizzling a small amount on her gloved fingers before turning back to Brandon and taking his cock in her hand, watching him squirm as she smeared the gel all over his shaft and started stroking him with a loose fist at a casual pace, a lazy, slippery handjob, feeling his cock swell in her hand.
