On the one hand I wanted him to wake up and find me licking his ass, but on the other hand I was enjoying myself so much that I didn't want to be interrupted.On the one hand I wanted him to wake up and find me licking his ass, but on the other hand I was enjoying myself so much that I didn't want to be interrupted. The more I licked the wetter my still sore cunt got, until finally the juice was streaming from me and wetting the sheets as it ran over my thigh. I could smell it above the smell of my Master's ass, my senses filling with the strong and musky odor that all slut's learn to love. (Well, my Master says they all learn to love it...I only know that he was right about me...grin) Luckily he continued to sleep soundly while I licked at his ass, in spite of the fact that his cock grew hard and long. I sure was tempted to reach around and stroke it, or to move to the other side and take its soft skin between my lips, but I'd have had to have left his asshole to have done that, so I successfully fought that temptation. Finally I got so hot and was feeling so submissive from my enjoyment of my Master that I just had to spend some time touching myself. Afraid I might get carried away and wake him if I masturbated in the bed, I moved to the big burgundy leather chair next to the door to his room and draped my legs over the arms of the chair. My juicy little fuck hole was dying to be probed, but I wanted to deny myself just a bit longer, so I started playing with my nipples at first. Master is so good at denying me when he knows I need it. I wish I could do as good for myself, but I just can't. I get so hungry to be filled sometimes that I think I'm going to go out of my mind if I don't get fucked. I pinched my nipples and pulled them out away from my tits. |