So I began by pulling over a chair, settling it several feet from you and I sat on the edge of the high backed chair. I spread my legs wide and hooked my ankles around the front two legs of the chair.

Tossing a slightly shy smile your way I leaned back and spread myself open with my fingers. I couldn't help by watch your face as you avidly watched my hands. I could see you were hard for me and I worked at myself slowly to prolong it. I saw you lick your and I bit my lower lip in response.

What were you thinking about? Eating me out? I wondered if you might be thinking of coming over here and burying your face between my legs.

I wasn't all that surprised when you dropped your pants. You walked towards me and I could see you'd made up your mind what you wanted to do now. You were smiling at me in a slightly smug way and your hand was sliding down your belly towards your cock.

You stepped behind me and I felt your hand on my neck, your fingers twining up into my hair. You yanked my headback over the top of the chair and, to my pleasure, you rubbed the head of your cock against my lips. My tongue darted out to lick a drop of precum off of the tip before I opened my mouth to you. You pushed slowly between my teeth with a long, hissing, intake of breath. I moaned around you, my fingers slicker than ever between my legs.

I loved devouring you while masterbating. I made as good a show of it as I could and I'm pretty certain you enjoyed it. I came hard through my own devices and brought you along with me.

Did you love it? I did.