Chapter 88: The Virgin´s Summer, Part 39, Farewells

My breath shuddering, my eyes begin to close, my face to fall to one side...

"No, look at me." Fingers on my chin, Michael steers my face back to his. "You´re so beautiful, Charlotte. I don´t think you know how beautiful..."

My Master´s slow strokes, tonguing my swelling folds, send waves rippling to my blooming pussy that leave my breath juddering...

"...When you come back, Charlotte, it won´t be here, and it won´t be the apartment. You´ll be coming home..."

Arousal pulses from my pussy, up through my belly, washing over my breasts, puckering my nipples to rosy nubs.

"... And while it´s going to be rough and ready at first, it will be home, and over time, I´ll turn it into the home you deserve, that you´ve worked for, that you´ve earned..."

As I gaze into Michael´s hypnotically blue gaze, the tension builds within me...

"... Charlotte, I will give you anything in my power. I´d lay the world at your feet if I could. And I know of only one thing in the world more beautiful