here baby, sit down on the couch. i know darling, you’ve had such a long and hard day. let me take care of you.
i settle in front of you, on my knees in between yours. i’m wearing the lingerie you instructed me to wear- black and lacy- and the collar that reminds me that i’m yours. i can see you looking down at me, the smirk on your face enough to make me squirm.
you raise an eyebrow. “well?”
i swallow hard and bite my lip, propping up on my knees a little so i’m closer to where you want me. my eyes are glued to you as i watch your strong hands undo your belt. i can’t help myself as my tongue swipes across my red stained lips, mouth practically watering.
you let out a soft chuckle. “you look like you want to eat me alive babygirl.”
my hands move from my sides, nails slowly dragging up your legs, grazing gently enough to tease you. finally, my hands reach your zipper and i look up at you with doe eyes, silently begging for permission.
“good girl.” you gesture for me to continue.
biting my lip, i pull your zipper down and my mouth waters at the sight of the bulge in front of me. i slowly drag my nails a little higher until they reach your hips. you lift from the couch slightly and shimmy, helping me pull your jeans and boxers down.
your strap is inches away from my mouth. i lick over my lips before leaning forward and kissing it. i hear a soft groan escape from your lips and take that as my cue to take your strap in my mouth.
i sigh a little as i slide your strap between my lips, my tongue swirling over the tip. my eyes look up at yours, wide and almost innocent as i tease the head. i can’t take anymore, the teasing backfiring on me. it doesn’t take long before i’m sliding your whole length in my mouth and down my throat.
“that’s it babygirl, take it all.”
your words are spurring me on, my lips almost touching the base of your strap. i bob my head up, sliding the length out of my mouth. i spit on the top, using my hand to keep it wet, but needing a moment to catch my breath. spit is covering my face, my lipstick starting to smear.
i slip your strap back beyond my lips, a moan vibrating around your length. your hand finds my head, tangling in my hair as you start to control my motions. “come on baby, be a good girl for daddy.”
your hips start to buck up into my mouth, pushing your strap further. soon, you’re practically fucking my throat, tears spilling down my cheeks. i pull it from my mouth, looking up with eager eyes. you nod, growing a little impatient and i bite my lip before taking you back into my mouth.
i didn’t even notice but i’m bouncing on my knees in front of you, moaning around your strap as i listen to your breath change. a small smirk teases at my full lips, relishing the fact that i can make you writhe and cum from just this.
your fingers are locked in my hair, holding me in place while your hips buck and fuck my mouth. “f-fuck...” i can barely breathe but i can’t care, too turned on from pleasing you.
with a low moan and a soft sigh, your hips stop moving and i pop your strap out of my mouth, looking up for praise.
“what a good girl, letting daddy use your pretty little mouth...”
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