[It has been so long. And it feels so lovely. I close my eyes to better feel Sir’s tongue on me. He works a finger into my cunt, and I cannot stop shivering…]
How can something so gentle feel so exciting and maddening and comforting all at once?
He slides a second finger into me, turns his hand, and hooks his fingers against my G-spot. There is always a moment of hesitation, where it feels like too much. I always fight it a little bit. Sir almost always presents persuasive arguments, and I relax into the feelings.
I surrender while remembering that my pleasure is a gift for Sir as well.