Are you tired?

Aside from the sounds of my heavy breathing, there was no other sound to be heard as I leaned on the bed.

My breath was coming out in gasps, and my eyes were dilated as I watched my master with half-lidded eyes.

“Gods.”

I groaned as my master touched my breast. He flicked his fingers on my nipples with practised hands.

“Don't tell me you are tired already?”

“Far from it,” I smirked as I watched him.

Master rose from the bed and stood by the side.

With his gaze locked on mine, he slowly removed his clothes until he was as naked as the day I saw him.

I stared at his hard shaft as I swallowed greedily.

My eyes took in his ready manhood, and that caused me to become wet.

“Do you like what you see?” Master asked with a raised brow.

“Like what I see? I love what I see.” I rose from the bed and crawled towards him.

There was no need for me to be modest in front of master since he has seen all of me.

I crawled until I reached the end of the bed. I got down from it and approached him with