Chapter Fourteen
Penn Black looked exhausted and Tamara hid a smile. Had his spawn been born yet? Was that why he looked like death warmed up? She resisted asking him, knowing it would give her away.
She had been so busy with the renovations at the new club that she hadn’t had time to torment his wife, or his girlfriend, whoever she was.
Tamara smiled at him now, running her hands along the length of his thighs. She was wearing only n****e clamps and a dog collar today but he didn’t seem into it at all. “What would Master like today? Would he like his c**k sucked? Would he like to be milked dry?”
Penn gazed at her, his expression unreadable then gave a brief nod. Tamara unzipped his fly and took out his c**k.
Even flaccid, it was huge and she took it into her mouth, running her tongue
