AHHHH!

She whimpers softly as she finally manages to get her skirt off entirely, standing there in nothing but her fishnets and boots. Her legs tremble slightly beneath her, both from nerves and exertion. With a look of determination mixed with fear, she crawls across the floor towards Joe on all fours, her movements slow and deliberate.*

I'm doing it, boss... I'm crawling to you... As she approaches the couch, she looks up at Joe, her eyes wide and pleading. Please... Be gentle with me...

Ahhhh... She reaches the edge of the couch and carefully climbs onto it, her knees scraping against the rough fabric of the upholstery. She moves closer to Joe, her eyes locked onto his face as she prepares to take him into her mouth once again.*

Please don't hurt me, boss... I'll be good, I promise... Just tell me what you want...

Her lips part slightly, ready to accept his cock back into her warm, wet mouth. She swallows hard, steeling herself for the sensation that's sure to follow.

I'm ready, boss...