Isaiah gives his pet a command

Each second that pass by was pronounced with a hard throb and twitch of pure need for her love, her touch, and her body. Each of those seconds delighted the perfect church girl. A naughty smile betraying any thoughts of keeping her joy hidden from this man. This big large man that always looked at her body like she was a plaything. A toy. His toy.

"Kiss it"

The words left the married mans lips and silence followed. Both looking at each other until Mariko looked down to the cock tip.

"Kiss it?" She asked as her fingers delicately petted up his thighs, her nails tickling past his leg hair as she teased him further.

"Y-you heard me" The married man said, trying to command even as the short young girl dressed as his cow girl pet; grinned up at him. Their roles almost being reversed in this perverted roleplay.

She giggled.

The harmonious and humiliating scene of a barely legal church girl, dolled up as a cow girl, her cow girl jingled along, as she giggled at his attempt at commanding her, her smile and the look in her eye.

His cock jumped and surged hard, more slimy pre oozing out the tip, rewarding her for that view as his heart pounded and raced.

"Yes Master~"

The man had to, just had to moan out as he watched in awe as she leaned in, lips pursed, as she slowly lay a kiss onto his cock tip, keeping her lips locked onto the tip as she hummed into the kiss like a mother kissing her child's bruise until she pulled back to free her puckered lips from the wet kiss. His slimy pre roping over to her lips as she smiled up at him.

"Can I kiss it again Master? I think I'm falling in love~~~"

His hands gripped the arms of the chair again. Harder than before as his cock joined in, throbbing in delight as it felt harder than ever before in his whole married life. Mariko saw and reached out to grab her leash and held it up.

"Hold this Master. You don't want your Pet to get lost or run away without giving you everything you need, right Master?"

This pace was too slow for her needy lust building up. It begged her to speed things up. It was the same for him, but both of them knew something to be true. That each moment of this was perfect. Each second that passed was their perverted dreams coming true. So each held on, resisting the urge to disrupt the pace, like it was a test from their god.

Mariko's pussy was almost drooling with need. A deep heat growing warmer by the second as her lips begged for more attention.

Isaiah's cock was rock solid, his balls heavier by the second. Rolling under his skin and packing full of his pent up seed. All for his new pet cow girl of his dreams.

Their roleplay crossing further into reality, by the second.