"Your late, for this you will be punished whenever I decide and however I decide."
I lean back, taking a sip from my glass of whisky, taking my time to look you up and down from your heels to the top of your red hair. Your nipples are standing proud, wearing no bra then ? well I know you've no panties on either and those nipple tell me your pussy is getting nice and wet.
"Slide round here" I say and motion to you, you do as I say. I take your hand and place it on your leg and guide it up your thigh til it reaches your ready lips to coat 2 of your fingers in the wetness.
As I remove your hand I hear "The ladies wine, Sir" he puts the glass on the table and can't help seeing what's happening.
"She looks good tonight, doesn't she ?"
"Yes sir" he stammers in reply
"Good enought to eat" I say as I place your wet finger in my mouth the taste making my dick throb hard against my pants. I pull your finger out and guide the other nectar coated one to your mouth "Are you good enough to eat tonight?"............

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*it's all Christine's fault