I don't want to be in this office chair. I want to be on my knees, in front of you, hands bound behind my back, your hand twisted in my hair, with my mouth wrapped around your cock. I want to swallow you, whole, feel you pulse against my tongue, feel you twitch against my cheek - from the inside. I ache to be your fuck doll, your play toy, your Good Girl.
Guide me down and let me up - but never take your cock from between my lips. Give me just enough room to breathe, but don't deny me your taste, your flesh. Allow me, please, to show you my desire, prove my love, and offer my lust upon your altar.
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