He started pumping his fingers in and out of her. Claire couldn’t respond, she was moaning softly. “I . She didn’t care, this was time with the Master. She swallowed every drop she could, and the rest, which wasn’t much, dripped down her chin. I’m a cock-hungry slut.”
The Master smiled. Her door swung open and the Master entered, Claire immediately stood up- she and the other girls never wore clothes. They turned into the parking lot of some fancy restaurant with a French name Claire couldn’t read. “Yes!” she moaned. “Oh, not quite yet, my dear,” he said. For the first time, Claire squirted. She was puzzled. “Please, Master,” she said, her lips pouted a bit. “I . “Susanna and Stella will not be around today. She kissed him back, her fingers tangled in his hair. She moaned gently as he pressed his jeans-covered erection into her bare ass. They sat, and the waiter left to get drinks. She was puzzled. He put his little finger in her pussy. She could barely remember life before the master had brought her here.
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