1. Welcome Home Sir


    Date: 1/20/2015, Categories: BDSM, Masturbation, Author: Hotpants66, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    His commands sometimes surprise me, although by now they really shouldn’t. I am accustomed to the ones about what to wear, when to arrive, what to do when I arrive, special assignments for pictures for him, what to do when I’m with him, etc. The ones about doing things in public always excite me and make me nervous at the same time. I never know when he might show up and watch from afar to make sure I carry out his instructions. He’s been away on business and is due to arrive today, he has sent Charles to pick me up to meet him at the airport. His commands were very to the point, black thigh highs with garter and matching bra, no panties, his white button down dress shirt and an overcoat, the come fuck me boots with 5 inch heels that he loves so much. As we’re driving to the airport an email from him arrives. You should receive this en route, I will know if you do not follow my command. Spread your legs side, and finger yourself until Charles has parked. Do not wipe your fingers off or wipe the juices away from that pussy. Have fun baby girl, see you soon. Doing things he commands when I am so close to Charles always causes me a little stress. I realize he’s paid to look the other way, but I still feel like he knows and watches me. That thought does turn me on just little more than it probably should. I spread legs open and run my finger through my pussy lips, finding myself already wet a giggle escapes my lips. “Did you say something Miss?” “No Charles, just thinking about ...
    Sir.” He just nods and goes back to driving. Why he won’t call me by my name I don’t know, I have asked him to many times, but I assume it is an order that he follows. A finger sliding in and out, feeling so good, and making me so wet thinking about what is to come in the next few hours once Sir has arrived. I completely forget about where I am, and let myself go. Grinding against my fingers, sliding around on the seat, my head thrown back, almost certain moans have been a little too loud. Thinking of his hands and mouth all over me, one hand travels up to pull on my nipple. I cum hard against my hand and I’m going back for more when a knock on the window startles me. Thank goodness they are darkly tinted. “Miss, miss, are you ok in there?” “Yes Charles, I was just lost in my thoughts.” I know he knows differently, but there’s nothing I can do about it. He opens the door just as I am pulling the coat closed, a few seconds faster and he would have had full view of my cum soaked pussy. I wonder if he’s going to wipe the juices off that I have left on the seat. “I will pull around and wait for the call to pull back up Miss unless you need me to walk you in.” “I will be fine, thank you Charles.” I walk through the doors and look again to see what gate Sir will be arriving at. As I walk toward the concourse I can feel cum running down my legs, I am certain anyone near can smell it. I find the gate and there are no open seats so I decide to stand by the window. It’s only minutes ...
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