When A Vixen Submits

Sweat drips down my neck to trickle in between my breast as I sit here.

Hands resting on my naked thighs, as I look into your eyes and mine open wide in anticipation. We are once again in your domain and I am in my favorite position. At your mercy.

On my knees in front of you I lie in wait for your command as you stand before me once again on your throne.

You grasp my hair as I move into your arm as you pull me closer. I look to you. We both know what is to happen next, we are of one mind and on the same accord. But I must ask...

How can I please you sir?

You chuckle and answer, You Decide, but I'm frustrated as I cannot. I want nothing more than to have you between my lips but alas I cannot decide which. They are both moist and ready to receive you. You sit down and the decision is made for me...

I will take you into my mouth first and feel your essence burst and cascade down my throat. Once you experience your first release your second will come in my favorite place. In my warm center as a face away from you and rock up and down your manhood. I smirk.

You have no idea what's up my sleeves or what I have in store, so now I pose the question. Are you ready?