48They lay together quietly, has hands and lips exploring her. He could’ve easily rocked her to sleep and held her close through the night, had she not been still a teenager and had there not been a pile of unopened shopping bags on the floor by the bed. She’d tried so hard to be a perfect little slave girl as she and Penny had imagined the role, licking his c**k and balls clean, then taking them alternately in her mouth to love and suck them for all of perhaps eight minutes.
Ah, but those bags, and the expensive, shiny things inside beckoned. Laughing with her at her youth and her lust to celebrate it with Yes! New clothes! he relented. But before he allowed her to touch any of the presents, he insisted she put her long hair up in a simple style so he could see how each dress would look
