Sex toy? Sex slave? Sex queen? (8) Violetta
The morning is cold, and in my short skirt without underwear, I can feel every breath of air on my pussy. It’s a wonderful feeling. I know where to go and which bench to sit on. Pao has explained it to me in detail. Unfortunately, only that. He doesn’t like to repeat himself. Once he had explained the content of my exam to me, I was far too tired and far too angry to even listen. Only the disgusting details have stayed in my memory. I try not to think about that, but about something erotic so I can get wet. I want the damn mutt to be able to smell me. I can’t get aroused too early. I know, they are watching me. I have to look as if I were afraid to throw …