She was covered in a silk blanket, the finest that could be bought in the city. She had just pissed all over it. On top of it was a weighted comforter... decorated in red velvet embellishments and exquisite gold patterns. She had just pissed all over it. She was cuddling with the man she loved, who was also the richest man she's ever talked to and the highest roller to ever come out of the area, and she had just pissed all over him.She realized she fucked up.She clenched her cunt and jolted out of. Whatever the reason, I wasn't more than eight minuets, and some odd seconds into my masturbation session, before I knew that I simply couldn't hold back from coming any longer; and, as the video I was watching kept going, I tensed up, and as my hand strokes started speeding up faster and faster, I let out a long and loud groan as I felt my orgasm sweeping over and through me, all the while I watched as I started spurting my sperm out the end of my pinkish-purple cock head. Usually I'm a bit of. But not today. Today, I have to please my Queen, whose ass I would die for.She: Remove your blindfold.I did as commanded to see my mistress in full glory. My girlfriend’s perky tits out of the confines that society inflicts on women. Her clean and glorious pussy. In seconds, I would see her ass as well.She: Come out of the bed and lay down on the floor. Keep your head near my legs.I did as instructed. And she placed her naked glory on my face. As seconds passed, I struggled to breathe but. I got inside and she politely asked for the money, which I gave her. I sat on the sofa of my suite and she walked to the window, admiring the view. I walked up behind her, nervous as fuck, and put both hands on her ass and kissed her neck. "I meant it, your ass is fantastic." Well, sit down and I'll show it to you."I sat down and she somehow effortlessly slid out of her super-tight jeans. She confirmed my suspicions, no underwear. Her ass was perfection, museum-quality. She slid over in front.