Chapter 18: Playing With Faye
Walker was wickedly excited, and his breathing became disordered: "Oh, Yakov is an Premature Ejaculator."
"He is a useless piece of trash, no match for the Master. We haven't slept together for over ten years."
Faye panted lightly as she spoke, lowering her head and beginning to lick Walker's nipples. The slight smell of sweat on the man was a further stimulation, and perhaps she needed to vent after being overly surprised, and now her face had an intoxicated flush.
The hands fumbled around a few times in panic and began to help him take off his pants.
Walker cooperated by lifting his buttocks, and continued to ask with a wicked smile, "Is that so, then you have to steal men on weekdays, otherwise how can you be satisfied."
"I don't dare... I'll be dead if he finds out. Besides, what man can compare to master?"
Faye said flatteringly, and her soft and tender red tongue continued to lick Walker's body, and began to move down along his six-pack abs.
The little tongue was so soft and moist that the stimulation made Walker shiver. At this time, the pants were completely taken off, and Faye gradually lay between the man's legs. She was a little dumbfounded when she saw the penis popping out.
"Master's cock is so big." She said intoxicatedly, holding the cock with both hands and began to stroke it, her breathing becoming so heavy that it was difficult to control.
Walker hummed with comfort. He wished he could push her down and fuck this charming body hard right next to her husband.
However, remembering the earnest advice from the godfather system that it was best not to lose your virginity before finding the best cauldron, Walker gritted his teeth and resisted the urge, lying down and saying, "Dear teacher, I haven't decided whether to accept you as a female slave. Now you are not qualified to be fucked, so don't be so naughty."