This time was different. ‘Open your mouth.’
I did as told, watching master jerk off till he came. There’s a sort of system. Like I said, my marriage is great. He tells me ‘you don’t need to think, I think for you’ or ‘don’t think, just please me’ something like that. I was so wet, fucking myself with my vibrating dildo on the floor of my bedroom when he said ‘I’m walking to my car, don’t stop.’
With a ‘yes, sir’ I continued, until the audio changed to his car. ‘Your whore.’
I think he called me a ‘good girl’ after, and I said ‘thank you, daddy.’ Good girl is rare, it’s usually good whore. I’ve always loved role play. He kept telling me to fuck myseld harder, until my moans were uncontrollable. I’m not sure how long this will last, and the ball is fully in my court for when it will end.
