Annette Benson
My boots are nice and shiny, Willie. Good boy.
I guide his mouth to my waiting s*x. His tongue eagerly extends and I allow him a brief treat
a taste of my fresh pink flower.
I am completely naked, leading a leashed Peetie wearing his poodle paraphernalia. Despite a long and relaxing shower, the scene, causes my love pouch to begin to boil in juices. The tip of Willies tongue partakes of my honeyed essence.
Its a tease of course. I have not quite deemed him orally ready to serve me there.
I step away, somewhat disheartened to find that no one can assist with my boots, but I manage to slip into the knee-high leather and Peetie gapes in awe at my authoritative image. The heels put me at well over six feet, and I tower over him.
In his excited state, Peetie cavorts ar
