U WILL CALL ME SIR

U WILL CALL ME SIR

Scent Of Slave

Scent Of Slave

That Look On Your Face Slut, As I Bind Your Wrists With My Tie. Your Hands Will Not Be Needed To Hold Me Tonight Slut, Your Body Will!

U Will Call Me Sir

His Hunger For Her Knew No Bounds…

Open For Business.

Letting My Fingers Doing The Talking.

Elegant, And Proud!

U Will Call Me Sir

Little Bites Across Your Flesh Slut.

I Will Fuck My Own Seed Out Of You Slut, Just So I Can Watch You Clean It Up For Me Later.

Each Day There Will Be A Lesson For You My Greedy Slut, Some Are Harder To Learn Then Others.