You watch with hungry eyes as he pumps his cock in and out of my tight pussy. You wish you could get a better view, but his big full balls are somewhat blocking the view. You have to keep adjusting and shifting in your seat because your own erection is screaming out for some attention. You wonder to yourself if you could possibly be more pathetic than you are right now?
You’re sitting there helpless watching this guy fuck your Mistress. He is in the pussy that you worship. The pussy that just moments ago you were attentively lapping at with your tongue.
All you can do is sit there like the little pathetic worm that you are. You want to touch your little cock but can’t. You want to get up and push that guy out of the way and plunge in to my hot pussy, but you can’t.
You can’t because doing any of the things you want to do would mean you have control, which you don’t. I control you. I own you. You belong to me.
Sit there and salivate and if you’re a good boy, maybe just maybe, I’ll let you jerk on your pathetic pencil dick.