I could describe at length how I’d tell you to be knelt for me. How I’d expect you to be dressed in your favourite lingerie. How I’d tell you to have a toy at your knee. How you’d wear the collar I’d sent you. How you’d kneel with your mouth open and your eyes covered.
I could tell you of how you’d hear me arrive. Sense me near you as I drink in your appearance. How You’d feel my hands take yours and bind them. How you’d hear my belt unbuckle and my clothes hit the floor.
I could describe in intimate detail how you’d feel the warmth of my throbbing cock approach your lips. How your tongue would slip out automatically to receive the drip of precum.
I could tell you how you’d feel me kneel in front of you my finger snaking across your wet slit. Coated in your juices.
Hearing my groan of approval as I bring my fingers to my mouth.
How I’d slip your panties to one side and lip in the toy I’ve brought with me. The remote firmly in my hand.
How I’d whisper in your ears
“Remember. Not till I say so”
And then pushing my throbbing cock into your mouth switch on the toy. |
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