SLAP!
Benjamin's hand had connected sharply with the stunned Silverøse's cheek, where it was now red.
"You brute," Benjamin frowned, a vein popping on his forehead, "this is Master's body you are handling. Be careful with it! Do you think he is a rabid creature like you?"
"I'm absolutely sorry, Master!" Silverøse yelled with starry eyes, "I shall move gently now."
Her warm, slippery tongue dragged slowly and worshipfully along the entire throbbing length from base to tip, coating every inch in thick saliva.
Then she parted her plump, soft lips and took him deep into her mouth in one greedy motion.
Obscene, wet sucking sounds immediately filled the room — loud, sloppy, and shameless.
Silverøse's head bobbed frantically, her tongue swirling and pressing firmly against the sensitive underside while her cheeks hollowed with powerful suction.
