'Let's add make this thing more interesting,' Reich thought, a devilish grin spreading across his face. His mind raced with the possibilities, each one more tantalizing than the last.
"Let's make your body sing with pleasure," he declared, his voice laced with a mix of command and promise. He placed his hand firmly over her neck, not to harm, but to assert his control, feeling the delicate pulse beneath his fingers.
"Y-ahh- yes, master!" Lisa moaned, her voice a symphony of submission and delight. She arched her back, pressing herself against him as Reich slowly thrust his throbbing length into her. Her body welcomed him, her inner walls gripping him tightly, as if reluctant to let him go.
"A true cock slave, aren't you?" Reich growled, his voice a low rumble of satisfaction. "So demure in public, yet here you are, moaning like a wanton every time I hit that sweet spot deep inside you."
