Sir, I out to the furniture emporium, to purchase a chaise longue for Lady B___. Upon its delivery, I am most anxious as to it's comfort. I enlist Maid Ellie to advise me as to it's skin feel. "How do you mean, sir?" she enquires.
What? You told me it's alright to treat this like my own house. I'm just getting comfy, do you know how much attention a fat, goth futa cock takes? Don't mind me, this is jsut how I relax. (BBC-Chan)