My Sir is a strong man with strong hands and broad shoulders. He has a big thick cock and he likes to play very rough. I am his tiny little whore. I have a nice round plump ass, a small size 4 waist and pretty little C cup tits.
I love the way he manhandles my tiny body, grabbing, grouping, pinching and spanking me with his hands.
Sometimes he will wrap his strong hands around my throat when his cock is buried deep inside of me. This always sends me over the edge and makes me come uncontrollably. Deep down I don’t believe that Sir would ever put me in danger but it is hard to ignore that sense of fear that begins to build inside of you when you cannot breathe. When sir is fucking me and I give him all the control, that small sense of fear only adds to my pleasure.
Last time we played, Sir had me on my knees in front of him. I could see his cock bulging through his jeans. With more anticipation than I have ever had on Christmas morning I reached out to unbuckle his belt, unzip his jeans and pull his cock out. As soon as I unbuckled his belt he grabbed the buckle pulled the belt through its loops and held it in front of me.