His finger teased my cunt as we were driving on the highway. We were going 65 but his finger was moving in slow motion. I gyrated my hips to try to move his finger inside of me. He knew my tricks as he firmly kept his finger at my wet and eager opening. I whimpered.
He sweetly imitated my whimper as he dipped his finger in me to the first knuckle. His finger drifted away from my pussy and found my clit. I twitched and squirmed under his skilled movements. I grabbed his hand and tried to force his finger inside of me. He smirked at me as I realized I didn’t even get close. He will finger fuck me when he wants. I moaned as a finger finally slipped into me. He firmly grabbed my g-spot with only one finger inside of me. I couldn’t move. I wanted more but I was paralyzed in fear that he may yank his finger away in a second. Â He twitched his finger about half of a degree and I clutched his arm.
“Master…” I murmured, “please.”
“I like burying my finger in your cunt. I love how wet you get. I feel every muscle. I feel everything.”
I blushed, ” I don’t get this wet for anyone but you.” He knows I am telling the truth.
“You know what I like?” This is a rhetorical question and I know it. Â He continued, “You sucking my cock on the freeway.” He freed his cock from his trousers and my mouth zeroed in on him.
His fingers never left my cunt as I sucked his cock. I hadn’t the slightest idea where we were going and I didn’t care. I knew we stopped somewhere so I shifted to put my knees on the seat to be able to suck him deeper. His fingers wandered away from my cunt. I was about to whimper but I felt his finger at my asshole. He pushed inside of my ass and I moaned with a mouthful of cock…just as he wanted I’m sure.
I heard an occasional, “good girl” and “catch your breath” before he forced my face down on his cock until I gagged. My uncontrollable tears fell on his cock while I gagged as he filled my throat. I am fueled by the taste of my tears on him. I forced myself even harder on his cock. He moaned happily. I felt him begin to approach orgasm but he still gave me a warning of “I’m about to come.”
I wrapped my lips around him and forced him into my throat. His cock twitched as he pumped out every last bit into my eager mouth. I whimpered when I realized I couldn’t taste him as he came down my throat so I pulled back to get the last few spurts into my mouth. I swallowed all of him. I sucked him clean as he sat in silent ecstasy. I was glad to have done well yet sad it was over. I wanted more. I am insatiable for him.
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