My Master is the dictator of all my orgasms. Last night while I was sitting on the edge of my bed, master reached between my legs and started to caress me through my panties. I should have known he was going to be frisky, it is one of his deeming qualities and I also vowed to him that I would always surrender my body to him when he is near. His hand started rubbing me harder through my silk panties, until he stood up in front of me. He slid my panties to the side and got down on his knees, pushed me back down and began licking my clit. As much as I wanted to just moan with pure pleasure, he slid my panties off and stuffed them in my mouth so I wouldn’t make a peep. Once that happened, I was even more turned on and began raising my hips to his mouth so his tongue would continue to massage my clit even harder. The finger fucking he was giving me was fantastic, but it wasn’t enough for me. I wanted more and he could tell I was begging for it. Instead of giving me his cock, my master teased me even more, telling me not to cum, he took his two fingers and glided them up my ass as his thumb kept brushing over my clit as his two fingers pumped my ass furiously. I begged for Master to allow me to cum since I was on the verge of exploding, but he denied me. With all this tension built up inside of me, I need a release and hoping to find someone who will allow me to cum all over their dick, after all, I made sure I got my Master’s permission.
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