The Longest Hour

When I see him next, this is what I'm going to do:

Tell him to undress completely. Pull the covers down off the bed and arrange the pillows at the headboard. Tell him to prop himself up sitting against it. I will remain fully clothed. I will make note of the time.

Sixty minutes later, I will let him come.

I'll bend my mouth to his cock. I will lick, stroke, and tease him. I'll cup his balls with my hands and my mouth. Maybe I'll turn him over and lick his ass, because it drives him wild. I'll tell him to say I'm the best of his life. He must say he'll fuck me whenever I want, wherever I want. I will make him whimper. I'll make him beg to the point of plaintive whining. He'll try to thrust against my face but I won't let him. I'm in charge. He'll be deep in my throat, then teased only by my lips.

Much as I'll want to, I won't give in and fuck him. He can have my mouth and that's it. I'm hungry to swallow his load and nothing else will satisfy me. But he's going to have to earn it.