Uski night dress ko upar kar diya jisse uske dono boobs dikhne lage muje. Maine use halke se hug kiya or apne lund ko thora adjust kiya. Ab vo samaj g...yi thi or taiyar ho rahi thi aane vale lund ko lene ke liye. Mene pehla dhakka jor se mara par mera lund khisak gaya …Maine fir se usse hole pe rakha or fir lund ko pakar jaise hi dhakka mara sima ki bahot jor se ahhhhh nikal gayi uske hath meri back par aa gaye or usne muje kaskar pakad liya . Me man hi man khus hua ke use achcha laga or maine. I want You to do something for me.” “I don’t even get a hint?” “Of course not, Master. What fun is that?” He always tells me the same thing whenever I ask for hints when He is being sneaky. So, I knew He’d be amused. He nods agreeing that He trusts me and to keep going. I go to my side of the bed and pull out the blindfold and turn to Him. “I want You to wear this for me. I promise, it’s worth it.” He looks at me raising His eyebrow unsure but walks over to me and allows me to slip it on. I. "His first words always catch me off guard. I blush at how silly it makes me feel to jump with a start at his voice.“I missed you,” is all I can manage to force out of my tight throat.“What do you need from me?” he asks with a low, rumbling growl.I swallow hard and reply with quivering words, “If I can’t fuck you yet. I want you to fuck me with your voice.”He makes me wait for his reply to my request. I have learned to wait for him. My cunt gets wetter in the silence.“Slip out of your clothes,. An expert food tester might have given the taste a higher reading on the astringent and pungent scales, but only ever so slightly. It was the flavor that made me involuntarily tense up my tongue and make it pointed rather than flat, but the flavor was somehow good. It must have been linked to pure sexual fantasy in a way that sometimes pain can be mistaken for pleasure in the heat of the moment. The juice was clear and not as runny as water. It was still a free flowing liquid but just a touch.