What a Predicament
You looked like a job well done in my little silk panties stroking away at the pace I set on the metronome, and when I told you to smack the head of your dick after an edge you gave the proper reply and began beating your meat like it owed you money. This confirmed my suspicion you were the type of boy who enjoyed a mild amount of pain mixed with his sexual pleasure.
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