Chapter Five - Corky
“He likes the taste... I know he does,” Miss Ashley attests to a chuckling Reggie. “He’s been well trained.”
The man annoyingly laughs, standing close by, arms akimbo as my Master, my beautiful Queen, positions herself in her special chair. The padded seat has been partially cut away to accommodate my neck collar. Miss Ashley has removed my leash and clipped eye rings on my collar, right and left, to the seat of the chair. She sits, wearing only her boots, and her steamy well frictioned labia are presented within inches of my nose and lips. As she settles, she lifts her boots and props her feet on foot stools to my right and left. Then her buttocks slide a little toward me and my nostrils fill with the odoriferous scent of a woman who has engaged in vigorous s*x. Tra
