But her armpits have a slight darkness to them, blotchy, little imperfections, small creases. We both do. Redtube I slink around quietly, careful to act like I live here, act like I belong. She’s kind of short, and a bit on the chubby side, but in a cute way. Slapping sounds fill the room. She moans and tries to cover up, tries to stop me. “It’s done, my queen,” I tell her, motioning to the man left lying in agony on the ground. I sit and wait, watching people. Mumbles something beneath her tape, begging me to stop, hoping I’m done with her. She’s not ‘the one’, but I can’t ignore the twitch in my cock as I look at her.
