Goddess Pleasures Herself, while Wolfie listens

You're Listening in on Goddess You Naughty Boy!

You find yourself drawn to a golden door with a black and silver trim. You see a glow illuminating from the inside of the cracks around the door. You here a muffled moan until you press your ear against the door and you hear her. Loud and unapologetically purring and putting in work on her own box of goddess pussy. You love the way that she moans, so effortlessly, breathless, hoarse, and desirable. You decided to grab yourself right then and there, unzipping your fly, to reach in as you hear her sigh. It's almost as if you are in the room with her, but now sir you could never. She is your dominate and if she knew that you were spying on her you would be severely punished. Despite the threat of **** you jack your pecker in rebellion pumping up and down, the spit from the corner of your mouth drips onto your unworthy pecker, you pathetically use the slobber to coat your pecker as you mercilessly pump to her. Craving her demands, her glory, her talent, her marvelous curves. You scamper off as she finishes, you finished with her. You pull up your pants and run off, you nasty, naughty boy. Will she forgive you?