Chapter TWENTY-EIGHT

Dane Lusia was lying on the floor, her legs high in the air as I made my way towards her. She was still screaming out my name, calling me master. She was horny and needed satisfaction. She had finally realized that the only person who could give her true satisfaction and ecstasy was me. I felt powerful, my ego had been fed to the brim and I could feel my cup running over. “What did you say?” I asked as I stood above her. She swayed her legs to the side so that she could get a good look at me. Her large hazel eyes were filled with lust and her black hair was ruffled, covering her cheeks which were stained with tears. She looked unkempt, yet so pretty. The thought of ramming my cock in and out of her walls made me horny as well. I could feel the bulge in my pants growing harder and harder with each passing minute. I didn’t know how much longer I could resist the urge to fucking the shit out of her. “Please fuck me, master,” she begged. I could see the look in her eyes. She meant it. The