Ep3: Milky Big Tits - the Daily Life of Serving Doll

Lately, Aisha had been more emotional than usual, her eyes lingering on me with that needy, almost desperate look. She missed her master's cock—missed the taste, the feel, the intimacy. My busy schedule had kept me from her for days, and to Aisha, going without sex was unthinkable. Serving her master was her reason for living, and without it, she felt incomplete. That longing finally broke through my resolve. I gave her what she craved. While I was seated on the toilet, Aisha knelt before me, her eyes blazing with lust. The moment my cock was free, she took it into her mouth with a hungry moan, sucking greedily as if she hadn't tasted me in years. Her tongue danced and swirled, her lips sealing tight around me, determined to drain every drop. When I finally released, she swallowed it all without hesitation, savoring the thick, hot load like it was the sweetest thing she had ever tasted. Her satisfied smile said it all—Aisha was alive again.