With each thrust came a new sound of pleasure from the body below. It burned over Adelice’s skin, gathering pressure in her lower abdomen as she was penetrated deep and hard. Dizzy with need, the slave allowed herself to be yanked and pulled into any position her master desired. “Wa-” Del began protest when he master withdrew; unable to bare the feeling of being empty so soon. Her body ached with desire as her cock dripped precum onto the sheets below.
With the thrust back in, Adelice cried out. The pain mixing with the pleasure was almost too much. Reaching between her legs, Del being to pump herself in a desperate attempt.
“Yes!” The slave cried out around her master’s question. “Can I come now master? Please? I’ll lick the mess up, I promise.” she moaned as the sweat ran down her forehead. Pitching the base of her cock, Del awaited for her permission like a good slave.