“Now you have to pay for it,” Claudette said. “Harder, bitch, be a man.” Somehow, her demanding voice actually turned me on more. I don’t want to hear anything from your mouth but your muffled moans. Despite being treated like a play toy, this was pleasing her, and I was happy. Her breasts were ready to engulf my cock. Bree’s eyes then caught those of Claudette. As I heard footsteps, I was trembling both with excitement and nervousness. “How dare you not wash your dick before you come to see two beautiful women? “Harder, bitch, be a man.” Somehow, her demanding voice actually turned me on more. I knew what she was planning. It was a short walk to the Hastings Hotel, so I left the house around 7:30pm, taking the letter with me. I still enjoyed the dominance I was receiving, so I attempted to answer.
