Kim Bell

knelt in front of the couch while he went and made himself a cup of coffee. He returned a few minutes later holding a steaming mug, and a donut. He sat down in front of me on the coach and smiled. "I’m not a big breakfast eater, but I’ve gotta keep my slave healthy." With some difficulty he managed to slide the donut over the head of his dick. I wasn’t either, but how could I refuse an offer like that? Taking great care with my teeth, I slowly ate the donut off of his shaved cock, being sure to give him a fair share of generous licks while I did. He asked me if I wanted anything to drink, I nodded. Pulling me into the kitchen, he pulled out a cup and a carton of orange juice