My gaze roamed over her, desire burning in my eyes. "Master, wants to fuck me?~" she purred, her words a wicked invitation that resonated in the charged air.
With a predatory glint in my eyes, I rose from the chair, closing the distance between us. Clara's eyes sparkled with anticipation as I approached, my fingers lightly grazing her exposed skin. The room became a sanctuary for our shared desires, an intimate space where only the raw, unbridled passion reigned.
"I want to do more than just fuck you, Clara," I whispered, my voice thick with desire. Her breath hitched, and she bit her lip, an unspoken agreement passing between us.
She giggled with a cute voice.
"You don't need to answer that master, your big hard thingy is already saying it all!~"
