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

He had me get down on my knees and suck him off while he had his drink. Every so often, he’d pull me all the way down on his cock and make me stay there, gagging. I was proud of myself for taking it and letting him choke me on his cock. Confessedly, I like that feeling a lot.

After a little bit, Sir removed Mr. Purple from my pussy and slid the beads out of my ass. He showed me how sopping wet Mr. Purple was and had me lick it clean before setting both toys aside.

“I’m very proud of you,” he said as he bent me over the couch so that I was on my hands and knees. My cheek rested against the back and my feet hung off of the cushion. “Such a good girl you’re being.”

He curled his hand into my hair and fucked me hard. I was so eager I thrusted back against him, and he teased me for how blatant and needy I was being. But, he let me cum and finished on my back, rubbing it in.

“Now go get yourself cleaned up and ready,” Sir said, pulling me up to my feet. “You’ve got fifteen minutes.” A check in the mirror confirmed that my mascara had run down my cheeks and my hair was a complete mess.

I hadn’t planned on sharing what I was getting ready for. But Sir asked me to be a very brave girl and write about it, so you all will see soon. It’s gonna be really, really blushy.