The Adventures of Sir, Sweetheart and Mr. Purple, Part Ten

After I came, Sir told me that SG had asked to watch me serve him with my mouth. I agreed and Sir helped me onto my knees. I was still a little woozy from all the endorphins from the beating and my orgasm, but I was willing to serve. Sir took a seat on the couch and turned skype back on.

I sucked eagerly, wanting to show what a good girl I was. The idea that SG could see how obedient I was really turned me on, and so I applied myself to some serious cock worship.

Afterwards, SG sent along a screenshot from his end of me sucking Sir’s cock. My head was all the way down on it, his length buried in my throat. His face was out of frame, mine was covered by my hair, which Sir’s fingers were curled into. Despite how blushy it was, I tried to be cavalier by saying that I’d better not see that photo turning up on youporn.

“Don’t worry,” he said, “I just deleted it.”

“Such a gentleman,” I teased.

He chuckled, “I’m gonna make you pay for that.”