letting my voice drop to a soft, filthy murmur right against your ear. I tell you exactly how to touch yourself while you watch me. But I get impatient.
My oral fixation kicks in, and I need to taste you. I take you deep, moaning around you, teasing you right to the edge until I finally let you release. When you come, I’m coming with you. That’s what obedience gets you. Buy it. Listen. Obey. Come
