His thoughts turned to last evening . In those 3 seconds though he noticed her eyes glance down towards his cock, now erect and hard, the unsheathed tip glistening. He’d guess a 34C cup – the guys in his group spent ages guessing the size of the tits of every girl they knew in the town and to get maximum street cred you had to look at the label in the girls bra, confirm the size and report back to the ‘tit gang master’
. . “Do you like this?”
“Y-Yes Master!”
She crawls desperately to the center of the room, letting him half-drag her, looking up dutifully as he lashes her across the face once, not hard enough to leave a mark but stinging nonetheless
His thoughts turned to last evening . In those 3 seconds though he noticed her eyes glance down towards his cock, now erect and hard, the unsheathed tip glistening. He’d guess a 34C cup – the guys in his group spent ages guessing the size of the tits of every girl they knew in the town and to get maximum street cred you had to look at the label in the girls bra, confirm the size and report back to the ‘tit gang master’
. . “Do you like this?”
“Y-Yes Master!”
She crawls desperately to the center of the room, letting him half-drag her, looking up dutifully as he lashes her across the face once, not hard enough to leave a mark but stinging nonetheless
His thoughts turned to last evening . In those 3 seconds though he noticed her eyes glance down towards his cock, now erect and hard, the unsheathed tip glistening. He’d guess a 34C cup – the guys in his group spent ages guessing the size of the tits of every girl they knew in the town and to get maximum street cred you had to look at the label in the girls bra, confirm the size and report back to the ‘tit gang master’
. . “Do you like this?”
“Y-Yes Master!”
She crawls desperately to the center of the room, letting him half-drag her, looking up dutifully as he lashes her across the face once, not hard enough to leave a mark but stinging nonetheless
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