Amber Alena Enjoys A Massive Black Cock

In front of all those people, even women and children? That eye-bolt, perhaps two inches across, wasn’t ever going to come loose. I wanted to take him as well, mostly because it would make my Master happy, but also because I was a little curious. I was full of cock and I rolled my hips, whining like a bitch in rapturous heat, dropping my head at times, and then lifting my eyes, licking my lips and staring at the Indian as if daring him to take me. It was nearly winter in fact, late autumn, with each day shrouded with grey clouds and cold rain, that my Master fastened a large eye-bolt into the floor of our room. When he released me and I pulled my mouth away with a small flood of wetness that fell to the floor beneath me, I gasped for air, drinking it as I stared at the cock I’d just swallowed, feeling a little proud of myself and determined to do it again.