Fiction : the femdom place

Fiction : the femdom place by wrestballs

I get up and go to put the mask away. Then I look at him, his cock erected by me, for me, waiting for the pleasures and care of which I hint at the promise.
I touch myself, slowly, although I would like to jump on him right away. No, I increase the expectation, the desire, my pleasure, the orgasm will only be more intense.