Well, here I am back home and I just know the bitchboy will be sitting there, waiting. Probably all worried, thinking to himself "Why isn't she back yet?", "She's been gone so long!", "What if she met somebody else!". Hahahaha! As I open the door I see him sitting there, an extremely worried look on that puss of his. "What's the reason for the worried face bitchboy?" I ask. "Are you jealous? ". Well, if he isn't he should be because things happened just as I told him they would in the last clip. I did meet someone and I tell the bitchboy all about it. I can see that he's worried about himself ...

Well, here I am back home and I just know the bitchboy will be sitting there, waiting. Probably all worried, thinking to himself "Why isn't she back yet?", "She's been gone so long!", "What if she met somebody else!". Hahahaha! As I open the door I see him sitting there, an extremely worried look on that puss of his. "What's the reason for the worried face bitchboy?" I ask. "Are you jealous? ". Well, if he isn't he should be because things happened just as I told him they would in the last clip. I did meet someone and I tell the bitchboy all about it. I can see that he's worried about himself now. Worried that I won't allow him to touch my leather and french kiss my sexy mouth while I wear my sexy mirrored shades. I take mercy on the little bitchboy and I give him the makeout session of his life after I order him to stare at my statuesque body for awhile. He gets so excited as he touches my leathers. I order him to rub my nipples under my jacket, to suck on my gloved finger, to suck my boot heel, to kiss my leatherclad ass. His hard on grows bigger and bigger. Finally I tell him that's enough and I command him to jerk his dick and spill his big load all over my custom made boot. He's such a little bitchboy.