She sat waiting. She had finished the shores for the day, and locked herself into her chins lik
She sat waiting. She had finished the shores for the day, and locked herself into her chins like he required on her week days off. In nothing but an apron and heals she waited. Like a good girl her cunt dripped. He may come home and fuck her right then and there, or he may ignore her for the rest of the evening. It didn’t matter. his dinner was on the table, her food was in the bowl on the ground, and she had nothing to do be sit and meditate in her submission to him. The drip fell down her leg. -- source link