The need to be touched, rubbed, licked, thrusted upon. Amateur porn Master looks into my eyes and says, “little slut, you did not do as I asked. As I squirm on my knees, waiting, my Master enters the room. I slowly raise my eyes up his legs, over his chest, around his lips, finally locking in on his eyes. Anything to relieve the need. I laugh when I enter the bathroom, as I am thankful for Master. I can feel his bulge pushing against my warmth. Oh Master, what are you thinking? I look at him with adoring eyes and a smile, but I know not to speak until he speaks first. Master commands I look at him. I open the first drawer, but it is not here. Aaahhh! Why does Master think I do not trust him? I push and pull as I slip one finger in. As I lay my palms face up and open on the top of my thighs, I can feel my arousal slowly creeping past my swollen lips.
