She lead back until she straddling your groin the almost naked clubby woman giggling like a school girl you were able to peel away from her huge chest to the object in her hands. It a pink collar with a little bell.
Do you like it?" Angela asked. She rubbed her butt ion your lap.
"Wha-What is that? You flabbergasted.
Angela gave you a look that one would give a child.
"It a collar silly". She said coyly.
"I know that, wait, is that my name on it?"
"Of course," she said sweety" I had it custom made after all."
She lean forward and press her lips to yours. Her ha Her tongue move around your mouth like she owns it. After a few minutes she leads back.
" There". She signed to herself. I had to guess the size, but it look allright.
You feel down there at your neck and feel your the collar.
You look so cute. Absolutely perfect."
You shake your head, and began grab the collar.
"Alright that enough"you started to say, attempting to push her off. She lean forward hard, grabbing your writing and pinning down.
She smilile
"Stop fighting', Nick" she says seductively "I know you want this I can feel you down there"
She grind and bounces her big ass on clothes cock.
" I think someone really excited.
Your struggle ceases.
". Good good " she said. I would have be surprised if you didn't fight back a bit. That requires punishment...."
She reaches back feeling the hard on through your pants.
Still..perhaps we should take cake of this first."
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