She managed to get her footing right, and stay stood up but turned to look at me, with the expression of a deer caught in the headlights."I-I-I-I'm so... sorry Master! I d-didn't mean to I-" I stopped her as I calmly stood up, locking my steely eyes to hers."Get down on your knees." I ordered and she obliged."Crawl over to the glass, and pile it up together." Yes Master." She replied as she turned round and walked over to the shattered glass. I was treated once again to the sight of her beautiful. That's one rectal probe you're going to be feeling a lot of in future if I have my wicked way. Her gaze returned to my throbbing cock and she licked her lips slowly."Go easy, dear," she whispered going on, " You're much bigger than anything else I've had up there in the past. Just make sure you grease me up real good."With a last look at my penis, she turned around and knelt on the bed with her spectacular ass high in the air. Stepping forward, I used my left hand to tug her leather skirt over. The jacket for his suit was off and hung over the side of the round booth, allowing for the exposure of his navy blue button-up dress shirt. The tight dress shirt perfectly showcased his gold cufflinks and muscular, athletic build. His dark brown hair was shaved short and he wore rectangular framed glasses. But those sat on the table instead of on his face.His posture was relaxed as he sat back, with one arm over the backrest and the other holding his phone. He seemed powerful, hot and actually. I could tell he was dying inside when my pout-lipped pussy was unveiled, shaven and moist, just begging to get stuffed.I climbed up Pearce's sturdy frame and hung my ass low, teasing his head with my lewd, dripping snatch.He grinned arrogantly and gave an unusual thrust. His aim became clear as the piercing on the thick head of his prong caught my clit. I could only moan open mouthed as he worked his hips in an intricate swivel, spiraling searing waves of sensation from my stiff button all the.