I felt myself stirring already, the way her pussy still fluttered around my softening cock, reluctant to let go. She sensed it too, a soft hum escaping her as she kissed my neck once more, tongue flicking out to taste the fresh sweat there.
"You've given me so much, Milord." she continued, her eyes trained on me from beside me. Meredith smiled. "But you've spoiled me with your touch, for now I crave more of it. Greedy little thing I've become." She laughed softly, kissing my neck. "I want you to take me, Milord. I want you to dominate me."
Her hands slid down my chest, nails grazing lightly, sending sparks through my nerves. The stool provided a stable perch, allowing her to rock gently, keeping the connection alive. I gripped her waist, feeling the toned muscles flex under my palms, her height matching mine so perfectly that our bodies aligned without effort.
