Toys Lesson from Master

I walked into a room ahead of you. I hear the soft click of the door behind me and feel your burning gaze upon my back just before you put one hand on my stomach and the other gently, but firmly, upon my neck, pulling me to you. My arms stay at my sides as my head rests on your shoulder. Your beard tickles a little but your breath is warm. I feel your hand that is on my stomach move up ward, stopping to fondle my breasts through my favorite bluish-green dress before continuing its journey to the zipper in the front.

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