“I want you to get me hard again,” he said.

Jasmine smiled at George, “It would be my pleasure, Sir,” she said.

George laid back on the bed again, and Jasmine slid between his legs. She took his flaccid cock in her mouth and moaned as she sucked him clean. It felt incredible and looked even sexier as their combined juices marked her dark lips.

He moaned as Jasmine slid her tongue under his foreskin before she pulled back and licked her lips. “All clean,” she said.

George smiled at her, “You are very good with your mouth. So if you are going to be the house ****, I can ask you to do anything?”

She gently stroked his limp cock and smiled at him, “Anything at all.”

She moved down and took his nut suck in her mouth, sucking on his balls as he moaned. “So, if I wanted you to wash me in the shower?”

She pulled back with a pop, and he groaned at the sensation, “Well, that’s an easy thing, Sir. I thought you were going to ask me to do something difficult.”

He laughed, “What if I wanted you to mow the lawn naked?”

She smiled, “Anything you want, Sir,” she said.

George moaned again as she returned to sucking on his nuts. He could feel himself slowly hardening. “You know what I want to do when I get hard again?” He didn’t wait for an answer. “We should go have a naked swim, and I will pin you against the side of the pool and fuck you long and slow.”

Jasmine pulled her head back, “You just want to see if you can catch Abbey getting fucked by Anthony.”

He laughed, “Well, that could be fun too, but no, I think you will look so sexy swimming naked under the moonlight.”

“Well, my collar and cuffs are chromed, so they shouldn’t rust, but I should probably polish them afterwards,” she said.

George moaned again, “I would like to see that.”

“You would like to watch me polishing my **** cuffs?” she asked.

George nodded, “Yeah, it would be hot to watch you polishing your **** cuffs,” he paused momentarily. “Tonight, if Abbey doesn’t come home, you should sleep in the bed with me.”

“And when she is sleeping at home?” Jasmine asked, stroking his cock, which was quickly becoming firm.

He moaned, watching her dark fingers and red nails around him. “Maybe in bed with us, maybe in the spare bedroom.” Jasmine laughed, “What?” he asked her.

She shrugged before licking his cock, “I always thought you were nice, but you know,” she pointed at the collar around her neck, “****.”

“You think I should mistreat you?” he asked.

Jasmine looked sheepish, “No, you do whatever you like. It’s just I didn’t offer to be your household **** to be pampered.” She wrapped her lips around his cock and twirled her tongue around him.

He thought momentarily about how she seemed to want to be mistreated.

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