Other times she did it in a flurry with a fast wank, cum shooting up and out, aiming it at him so it messed his shirt or, better still, hit him in the...face. She'd leave him there, messy, spent, limp and drained. Smirking at him for being so feeble and reliant on her for the simple sexual gratification of a topless handjob. This time it was fast. Her hand was a blur as she teased him about his lack of size and how a real man with a real cock would never settle for a handjob. They'd be fucking. This wasn’t helping things any. “Master, may this girl … count for her, please?” What the hell was I thinking? From his look I was fully expecting to be placed beside her for the same dose she was getting. “So be it.” I was almost too shocked as I stammered out my appreciation before the cane resumed its slow measured beat across Mistress Julia’s backside, easily visible welts raising themselves angrily. I counted loudly, choking back my own sobs, wanting to rush over to her, to comfort. More

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