She had sent me several text messages over the course of the day just to torment me:
“Too bad you can’t suck on my clit with a gag in your mouth”
“I adore you….you make me laugh, you make me cum, you please me. Part of me hates you because of it”
“I plan to use your cock until I’m sick of it.”
“After tonight I want to see you again soon. Shall I make an appointment with your cock now or does it need to check it’s schedule?”
“Your tongue is like queludes”
Then she sent her instructions:
“I want all of your toys laid out for me along with a fresh tea and a bottle of water. No talking unless I tell you to. If you make one peep I’m leaving”
As soon as she walked in she had a big smile on her face. A great big…greedy smile.
My mouth watered as my eyes took in her long, perfectly shaped legs.
“You are so fucked” she said to me with a wicked grin as she sat down on my chair and pointed to the floor next to her.
I sat down on the floor and she just sat there smiling, petting my head and occasionally rubbing her foot on my groin.
I was in heaven.