You kneel on the floor below me, looking up as I come into view. I stand above you, wearing a short purple slip, my face hazy in the glow of the light. I straddle you, allowing you to look at the pussy that you adore so much. But you are not allowed to touch it. I am the only one allowed to make myself feel good. I rub my pussy, then take out a dildo, and begin to fuck myself with it. Nearby, people talk - perhaps they are in the same room, perhaps they can see you kneeling below me abjectly, but you are so entranced by my pussy that you don't even care. I tell you that you could never be c... Show more