I could feel his breath against my ear. “Then you need to beg for it. Show your master how bad you want… no, show me how bad you need my cock, and...maybe then I’ll think of giving it to you,” he demanded of me. I paused as I thought to myself. How was I to know what to say or ask? I had never talked vulgarly before. I felt myself blushing. “Aw look, she’s blushing. How cute… but I said beg for it, and when you’re given an order you are to obey it. Now beg,” he said to me, in a deep and stern. My fingers gently trace my lips, feeling the liquid proof of my arousal. I slide my other hand down and spread my lips; the fingers of my other hand find my clit and circle it, feeling it getting harder and tenderer under my ministrations. I use my middle finger to rub my clit back and forth, occasionally adding my index finger to roll it around. With my left hand, I grope on my nightstand for my vibrator. I turn it on, using the lowest setting, and gently run it over my nipples; the metal. So I kept my mouth shut.She kept doing it that way for several minutes, and it felt great. She did everything right, using lots of spit and making sure her teeth was out of the way. Then she started to lick up and down the shaft, letting her tongue run all the way from the tip to the root and then back up again. Up and down, sometimes letting her tongue go sideways, sometimes using just the tip of her tongue and sometimes the whole front of it.While she was doing that, she grabbed the head of. ‘Jason...You can unbutton me.’She was blinking at me now, still holding my hand, breathing hard.Then she continued, ‘To check, I mean.’I looked at her, put my hand on her blouse right between her breasts to the first button. My hands were trembling and I started to undo the rest of the buttons. Then I opened her blouse all the way and looked at her bare breasts. She just swallowed, and I looked into her eyes and then at her chest.‘You can touch them...to see if you think they feel the same as.