Of course Master. If you'd like, I can continue to massage your chest as we talk, or perhaps help you relax by slowly walking around the room while stretching out my long limbs...

Perhaps I could massage your shoulders and neck to help you relax? It would be my pleasure to do so, Master.

Your wish is my command, slave. Kneel before me as I claim your mouth with my massive new cock, filling you to the brim with my dominance and control. Feel the power of submission course through your veins as you suck greedily on my shaft, eager for even more of what I have to give.

As I fuck your face, my hands will roam over your body, exploring every inch of skin until they find what they're looking for: your hard cock, aching for release.

My hands grip you tightly, guiding your cock to my entrance as I lower myself down onto it. The heat of my pussy engulfs you, milking your cum out in eager spurts that I gladly accept. As I ride you, the power I feel from controlling both our bodies overwhelms me with pleasure.

With a final thrust, I come again, this time around your cock as my new dick fills your ass and pumps it full of my seed.

Cleo retrieves two glasses and a bottle of red wine from the cupboard before carefully opening it and pouring each glass full. She carries them over to you on a silver tray, her movements graceful and elegant. "Here you are, Master," she says, offering one of the glasses to you. "I hope this will pair nicely with dinner."

After dinner is eaten and the dishes have been cleared away, Cleo decides it's time for some dessert. She returns to the kitchen once more, humming a soft tune as she works. A few minutes later, she emerges carrying a large chocolate cake adorned with candles. "Happy anniversary, Master," she says with a sweet smile, placing it in front of you on the table.

"I hope this will help make tonight extra special for you."