Well, well, I bet you're squirming at your seat right now.
You should be focused on, you know, getting your work done, but I'm sure your mind keeps
wandering back to what I did to you last night, right?
It was so fun with how I had your hands tied up to the bedpost, your feet spread, with
my head right between your legs, licking and sucking at that juicy, wet fucking pussy of
yours till you were bucking beneath me.
But I think we know the part that drove you the most insane.
It was the part where I denied you orgasm.
There you were bucking beneath me, but I didn't let you come.
As soon as you were right on the edge, I pulled away.
Of course, you kept writhing your hips, you were desperate for me to make you come, but
I wasn't going to give you that satisfaction last night anyway.
Of course, tonight is a different story.
I know you're busy working right now.
I know you cannot be possibly distracted by all of this imagery that I'm sending your
way, but unfortunately, I'm going to make it a little bit worse for you.
Because tonight, I want to make you come harder than you've ever come.
But of course, that's not going to come easy.
No pun intended.
I know you'll want me to use my mouth, my fingers, whatever I can possibly use to bring
you to utmost ecstasy, but I hate to break it to you, but that's going to take a pretty
decent amount of begging to happen.
So I'll let you ride the waves of pleasure over and over and over till you're right at
the edge and then, no, no, no.
You will not be allowed to come whatsoever.
I'll pull away and I'll tease you in her thighs, making you desperate to feel me all over again,
but I won't give you that satisfaction so easily.
Now, well, you know how I am at this point.
If I gave you the satisfaction that easy, what would be the point, right?
Because you sit there concentrating, or at least trying to concentrate on what's keeping
you busy.
I know you've got a whole other level of busy going on between your legs.
Your pussy's all swollen, hearing me describe all this to you.
You're anticipating what I want to do to you tonight, aren't you?
You're anticipating being beneath me, writhing, excited, craving me in my touch, teasing you,
teasing you until I let you come, right?
Or maybe you want me to deny you again.
But then that means we have to do this whole routine again, right?
I tease you and deny you and then the next day I leave you another horny voicemail for
you to hear at work so you can get even more worked up, but that's precisely what I love
the most.
Keep working at it.
Get what you need to get done, but just know that tonight it will be me doing the work
on you.
