Sitting at my desk, completing my 4th meeting of the day… wondering what he’s doing. Wondering what he’s thinking, is he thinking about last night? How he made me beg for his cock, on my knees, in the shower. How he made me look up at him and lick him from the bottom of his balls up to the tip of his dick. Does he remember how I was a good girl for him, and I licked his tip how he likes it? How I swirled my tongue over the tip, practically digging your precum out. Your hand on the back of my head, pushing your hips into my mouth, while the water runs down both of us. Does he remember looking down , into my blue eyes, cock deep in my throat, fingering myself and moaning? Does he remember when he pulled out of my mouth and I looked up, eyes begging, fingers inside me, I open my mouth and ask “Can I continue?”
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