AT THE CHIEF MINISTERS MANSION
Pandra filled her mouth with the minister's d**k until it hit the back of her throat. She kept throbbing her head, suckling every bit of it while her palm stroked the part that couldn't enter.
Continuously, he groaned, yanking her by the hair and pushing it downwards to have every bit of his c**k in her mouth. At some point, she almost threw up with the way his c**k battled to get down her throat.
All she wanted was to make him reach the peak—to have his semen splattered all over her face and down her throat—to watch him release the breath of satisfaction and kiss her forehead. That way, she will be able to get what she wants from him.
The only use they have been to each other was s****l satisfaction, and he was the only one that could save her ass from w
