Moaning and writhing on the church floor, Demi Marx touches herself in a fit of fantasy and memory. Her hands wash over her body like the hands of her Master as she remembers their last encounter. His muscled arms and strong hands held her tight, squeezing and pulling at her small goth tits and perfect ass. She gave him what he wanted and got more in return than she bargained for. His huge cock filled her tight pussy, pounding her from behind after her skilled mouth swallowed his shaft and made him ready to fuck.
Her wet pussy begged to be slammed harder and harder as she moaned loudly and pushed into him for more. Restraining her hands behind her he fucked her hard, taking control and using her sexy body for his own fantasy. Her memories betray her true passions as she cums hard on her wet fingers, while she thinks about kneeling before her Master, her mouth open wide in anticipation for his packages and he sprays hit hot load of cum down her throat and across her face. Smiling and happy the slave is pleased at the look of satisfaction on her Master’s face. She knows she’s done well and wonders when he’ll treat her to hard cock and hot cum again.
