Bruce wakes up in the morning feeling good. Too good. He forces his eyes open and sees why. Anna’s brunette head bobbing up and down just below his waist. He moans.
Anna looks up at him and giggles. “It was awake before the rest of you, sir I was just keeping it company.”
Then she wraps her lips back around him and goes back to what she wants.
“Are you fiending so bad for any cock or just mine, you little slut?” he manages to moan.
“Well I’m not going to go suck on the house staff, if that’s what you mean,” she says with a wink.
“No? You might enjoy it. Call a house meeting and your holes are on the agenda,” he says. “Every cock in the house taking a turn with you. Using you like the fuck doll of the property.”
Anna moans. She can’t pretend the idea doesn’t excite her. Her pussy clenches as she is momentarily lost in fantasy.
She is brought back to Earth as Bruce grabs her head and pushes his cock into her throat.
“Is this what you want, slut?” he growls.