He wasn't going to be long, not with her slutty little comments to go with the boobjob he was getting, but he was going to ensure she knew that she was the pet, he was the master. Maybe get her a nice collar or something.<br/><br/>He was rocking with her movements, precum already staining her mouth and the tops of her breasts, before he finally grabbed her hair, and pushed her down. He held her for a moment, and then pulled her up a bit, so that his load of semen pumped into her mouth, letting her know his taste as he came in her mouth. He rested for a moment, savoring the feeling, before pushing her back a bit, and standing up. "The table."<br/><br/>He let her lead to the table, grabbing her before she could actually climb onto it, and bent her over it, her breasts against the table, and ground his still hard cock against her cunt.