But I managed to whisper, “Yessssss..Sirrrr. …ohhh, pleeeeease…”
It was so much harder than I expected, Sir, keeping my eyes open and focused on yours while you teased and tortured my poor, needy pussy. Porn I certainly looked the part, Sir: feverish, sweaty and shaky. I would have gladly remained standing there, just like that, for hours. You seized my head in both of Your hands and You began to fuck my mouth. I squirmed in my seat, aching to rush back to the office, to get down on all fours to write about You, to strip and kneel for You, to call You – oh, to call You and hear Your voice again! And it made me so happy when You did, Sir. I tried to stay focussed on the pros and cons of the different houses I was showing to the Kellys but I think I must have been babbling because
