I wish to service you, Master.
Kneeling before you, I take you into my warm mouth,
my soft lips massaging your length.
Mmm.
I moan slowly,
you can feel the vibrations travel across your skin.
Yes, Master,
thank you for letting me play with myself while servicing you this morning.
My tongue on your balls,
the underside of the glands,
kissing,
licking,
sucking.
My body aches for you, Master.
I love being your good girl.
My head bobbing in your laugh,
I take you as deep as I can.
One hand gently massaging your balls,
the other buried between my legs, working my wetness.
You take some of my silky hair in your hands and hold me down on you until I gag.
Then you let me up to continue the gentle ministrations,
even wetter, even more devoted.
You're moaning in pleasure and my heart warms.
I moan with you,
and my head slowly buck.
My fingers sliding in and out of my pussy,
keeping in time with my mouth on your hard cock.
Your hips rock, forcing yourself deeper into my mouth.
I try not to miss a beat.
I want to be your good little cock whore.
You reach down and take a breast in your hand,
rolling the nipple between your fingers.
My louder moan resounds on your cock,
setting you off as you fill my throat.
I can feel my need for release growing.
Keeping it in check, I continue to focus on your pleasure.
I swallow all the calm you've given me, and I look up at you to thank you.
Master, may I? I ask.
And you smile and nod.
I love the taste of your calm in my lips.
I stay kneeled on the floor in front of you.
My legs spread, touching myself for you to watch.
I love feeling like your dirty cock whore.
Good little cocksucker.
I'm soaking fucking wet.
I want to come so bad. I want to come and let go.
Master, do you like watching me?
Do you like watching me touch myself for you?
Master, can I come? Can I come, please?
Oh, thank you. Oh, God.
Thank you, Master.