Ladykassandra - My One Inch Man Earns His Keep
Ladykassandra - My One Inch Man Earns His Keep My pussy needed some special attention that only this tiny peasant could give me. very wet. very warm. and he pays very good attention to detail.
Ladykassandra - My One Inch Man Earns His Keep
Ladykassandra - My One Inch Man Earns His Keep
Ladykassandra was in a state of euphoria as she lay back on her high-end leather sofa, her legs sprawled apart. The room was dimly lit but it was enough to reveal her luscious figure clad in seductive lingerie. She let out a contented sigh, her piercing blue eyes scanning the lavish living room. Her gaze landed on the tiny peasant standing before her.
The little man trembled in fear, aware of the immense power that radiated from the gorgeous woman seated before him. His heart raced as he watched her take in a deep breath, savoring the moment. Ladykassandra's large hand reached down and grabbed him by his tiny shirt, pulling him closer until their faces were inches apart.
"You've been such a good little man," she purred, her breath warm against his skin. "You've been so diligent about keeping me satisfied." Her smile was predatory, her full lips curling into a seductive smirk. "But now it's time for you to earn your keep."
With that, she extended her finger, beckoning him closer. The tiny peasant hesitated for a moment before leaning forward, his lips brushing against her fingertip. She gasped softly, her eyes widening in surprise at the feeling his minuscule touch sent coursing through her body.
"Mmm," she moaned, her hand moving down to cradle his head. "That's it, my little man. You please me so much." Her voice was hypnotic, drawing him deeper into her sensual web. Slowly, she lowered him towards her pulsating clit, his lips grazing against it before finally making contact.
The peasant felt her warmth envelop him as he began to lavish attention on her most intimate spot. His tongue danced around her swollen bud, teasing and taunting it as his hands roamed over her luscious thighs. Ladykassandra squirmed in pleasure, her hips bucking against his face unconsciously.
"That's it," she groaned, her fingers tangling in his hair. "Suck on it, you little cocksucker." The word cocksucker sent a shiver down the peasant's spine but he didn't stop. He knew this was his only chance to please her and he wasn't going to waste it. He lapped up her sweet nectar, relishing in the power he held over her with every lick.
As he continued to pleasure her, Ladykassandra arched her back, pushing her bulging cunt into his face. Her breath hitched, her entire body tingling with pleasure. She reached down, grabbing his tiny frame and pulling him closer, forcing his tender lips deeper into her wet folds.
The peasant could feel the walls of her pussy pulsing against his face, begging for release. He increased his efforts, sucking hard on her clit while tonguing her opening and rimming her ass. She cried out, her hips jerking uncontrollably as waves of pleasure washed over her.
Finally, she could take no more. Her body trembled, her walls starting to spasm uncontrollably. Ladykassandra's orgasmic cries echoed through the room as she came hard on the tiny peasant's face, her sweet essence filling his mouth and covering his face.
She held him there, her musclesflexing and releasing, until she had milked every last drop of pleasure from him. When she finally released him, the peasant fell to his knees, panting heavily from exertion and excitement.
Ladykassandra slowly sat up, her eyes glittering with satisfaction. "Good boy," she purred, reaching down to pat his head. "Now come here and kiss your mistress's feet, to show your gratitude for her pleasure."
The peasant let out a shaky breath and crawled towards her, his hands moving shakily up her legs until he reached her feet. He pressed his lips against the soft skin of her sole, tasting the remnants of their shared pleasure. "Thank you, mistress," he murmured, his voice barely audible.
Ladykassandra smiled, her eyes gleaming with pride. "You're welcome, my little man," she replied, her voice filled with affection. She leaned back, her legs spreading apart once again, inviting him to climb back up to gratify her once more. And the little peasant knew he wouldn't hesitate to take her up on her offer.