The mistress lowered her head, her blood-red lips making just the lightest of contact with the eyehole of his cock. Moving her head from side to side she smeared his drop of lubrication with her soft pouting lips, massaging it lovingly all around the bulbous dome. Throughout, Arabella sighed and moaned her pleasure as his obvious excitement increased. Her left hand slid up to cup his swollen scrotum, her fingers teasing as she cupped his balls tenderly in her palm.

Paul grunted, his thighs twitched in involuntary spasm in reaction to her teasing touch. His head slunk back; eyes closed and mouth open as he bathed in the sensations washing over him. He gasped as her soft warm mouth enveloped the head of his cock to take it into her wet, warm cavern. The blonde servant cried out as her tongue flicked lightly across the very tip in sensitive teasing that brought him close to his peak. That cry turned to a low animal-like growl as the very tip of her tongue drilled down into the tiny eyehole of his pulsing cock.

Arabella received a terrific jolt low in her vulva as his thick, warm sperm jetted into her mouth. Gripping contractions pulsed her internal muscles to produce delightful little spears of electric sensation. Her nipples tingled and her anus gripped as spurt after spurt of his thick cream shot deep into her throat. She mewed contentedly as his orgasm shook his body to emit further little jets of sperm in erratic surges. Some spilled from her lips as she used her tongue to lap and taste every last drop of sperm from the blonde Adonis.

At length she sat back, both her hands resting on and caressing lovingly at his thighs.

"Your first dinner duty as my newest servant isn't it Paul?"

"Yes Madam," he replied throatily.

She smiled broadly dabbing at her mouth with the napkin.

"And most certainly not your last," she muttered softly to herself.