He can see the tears running down my cheeks and the girl-cum running down my thigh. Sex video It hurts. My cunt oozes like a spring at the thought of calling him master. And after all, this WAS my idea, I’m just over-thinking it. How long will he keep me here kneeling sideways under his desk, pitifully squeezed in the too-small space between his knees and the mahogany backing? I watch myself bounce helplessly on the screen in front of me, finally recognizing what I’ve been all along. He wants to fuck a stereotype. So deliciously wrong. I didn’t even see it coming. I gasp like a stereotypical asian whore again as he starts massaging my labia with those articulate fingers. I don’t feel sexy anymore, I just feel…
