Christina's training - An essay for the Master
Added 2023-08-11 09:39:46 +0000 UTCChristina's naked elastic boobs live their own lives: they sway in front of the girl and rub against each other, cling to the keyboard, sliding on the computer's touchpad, repeating the movements of their mistress's torso, teasing and interfering with Christina. Each time you press a key, the young woman's elastic boobs roll over the stone tabletop and slide across the cold stone table with a nasty creak. Her nipples, oh, those impudent and lustful pieces of alluring tender flesh, showed themselves in all their glory. The swollen hyper sensitive nipples of a young woman touch the cold surface of the marble tabletop with each press of the keyboard, tickling the girl and forcing Christina to feel the contrast of the excited and hot from the desire of a strictly restrained body and the lifelessly cold stone, drawing her intricate pattern on the expensive granite, leaving an oily sheen squirming on polished cold stone. Christina has no way to prevent this. This unnerves her and distracts her, but on the other hand, it delightfully arouses Christina by making her pussy creamy with secretions. Cristina glanced down at her breasts and hoped he wouldn't notice how tight her growing nipples were. Christina would have been terribly embarrassed if the Master had discovered that she was sexually aroused by this, although this was no secret to the Master. As much as Christina wanted to touch her attention-hungry nipples, it was an impossible task for her rigidly shackled body. She would really like the Master to play with her boobs, as he constantly does, paying attention to her nipples, which with all their appearance invited to play with them.
