Mystery Mistress 8
Then, this happened. It was Monday morning, and Bobbi was sitting in your office asking one prying question after the next, making you tell her all about your weekend. She especially seemed to like the part where Mistress Fire left you tied to the bed for the housekeeper to use. And how she invited her friends to take turns on your face before they finally unlocked you. Your cock throbbed obscenely as you recounted the story - that part in particular. Bobbi definitely took notice. Since your pants were down around your ankles, she had a clear view. Bobbi looked so sexy in her silver dress, lounging on your couch. You couldn't stop staring at her legs, especially the seam where they pressed together. If only you could see past them, and up her skirt!
"Do you really like licking a girl that much, T? Even when you talk about it, your little cage is bouncing all around!" Of course you did, you told her. Bobbi's eyes narrowed in on your face. "Would you lick me?"
Your heart nearly stopped. Your cock was going wild. Your body was frozen in shock and lust. Your tongue felt like it was swollen in your mouth, and you couldn't even stammer out an answer. You just nodded like an idiot, both of your heads bouncing nearly in unison.
Bobbi smiled. "Get on your knees."