I need you, mommy. I constantly imagine me playing with myself and you coming in, telling me how bad I’m being for touching myself without your permission. You make me keep going while you watch, even after I tell you how embarrassed I am. It doesn’t matter though. You push my legs apart farther and sit in close to me. You trace your hands, lightly, on my thighs making me shake with your touch. I was so close before you entered and with you watching me so intently, I’m close to cumming once more. I begin to whimper and ask if I’m allowed to cum. You give me a mischevious grin as you move my hand over, and touch me yourself.
“You want to cum for mommy? You want to cum while mommy plays with you?”
“Y-yes mommy. Please I need to cum. Please, mommy, let me cum for you. Im so close.” My hips jerk upwards as my orgasm approaches. You rub me faster and faster, then bring your mouth up to my ear.