흑인 대물 자지에게 따먹히는 거유 밀프

The air thrums with the soft hum of a sitar, harmoniously mixed with the tranquil sound

of waves.

I lay on a plush carpet, eyes closed, breathing in a slow, rhythmic pattern.

My mistress is seated beside me, a figure of calm power perched on an elegant high-backed

armchair.