Willingness at the [m]assage parlor

The morning that my massage was scheduled, my partner wanted to practice her handjobs again.

She’s a quick and willing learner.  In 20 years of sexual activity, it was a skill she had never developed, focusing instead on her love of sucking cock.  And god, she is a talented cocksucker.

We’d gone lube-shopping some weeks before, looking for the ultimate blend of slickness and staying power.  The silicone lubes were working great, perfectly complimented by her spit and the wetness that always develops in her pussy when she’s pleasing my cock.  She’s a slut who loves to earn my cum, and I can’t believe my good fortune, because she’s *my* slut.

She spread the lube all over the head of my cock, and all up and down its shaft.  She knows, now, because I taught her, just how to work my head to make me squirm and moan and build the solid base of pleasure that she then uses to escort me so expertly to my orgasm.  I was so focused on the pleasure, but I couldn’t help thinking about her. I wanted her to do well, and I was excited for her to take her new skills and share them with other men. I thought about how turned on I would be when she reported back to me after those times that she was a good girl and she earned their cum, too!