"Can I get more, Master? I'm BEGGING you."
Phei laughed gave her ass a possessive squeeze his fingers sinking deep into the cola-wet yielding supple flesh until it bulged obscenely between them like warm dough being claimed.
The heavy globe felt firm in his grip yet also soft and warm and impossibly plush, before he released it with a sharp, affectionate pat that made the entire cheek ripple and settle with a lewd bounce.
"Up here, my good girl."
His voice was dark velvet as he guided her with steady commanding hands pulling her fully across his lap until her upper body rested comfortably on the wide leather seat beside him and her thighs draped heavily over his own.
The position elevated her spectacular ass perfectly—high, helpless, and shamelessly presented the twin mounds pushed upward like a lavish offering on a platter.
