I knelt before him, my knees hurt but I
tried not to show the pain. I could hear the slight intake of a breath as my
hand moved down his hips. He shifted; opening his legs.
I found what I was feeling for and with a
quick jerk he was free.
I heard a thud as he fell against the wall.
A sigh of relief followed. I kiss his poor abused cock; stood kissed his sweaty
cheek.
"Next time, use powder before you put
leather underwear on," I told my sweet, sweet brat.
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