Personal S*xual puppet (2)

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I was still wearing my black leather pants and the black shirt filled out nicely with my breasts. They were more than a mouthful and I would categorize them as being melons. “I don’t know where you came from, Jordon, but I’m glad you walked into my gym. The guys thought you were a joke, but I watched you progress through your training. I saw potential and dollar signs in my eyes.” I flicked his n*****s and pulled his c**k into my mouth with a suction to leave him breathless with abandon. I buried him in my throat and felt him shudder under my oral prowess. I was very good at reading the signs and his body language was screaming for release. I could’ve turned the switch and allowed him to spray my tonsils with his hot seed. I wasn’t going to. I wanted him in the right frame of mind. He

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