A leashed, collared good girl, on her knees, bobbing her head up and down my dick making the tiniest little sloppy wet sounds but is otherwise serving me sweet and slow. I’d love to stroke a hand through her hair, keep it tucked behind her ear, and mutter praises- “Just like that for me- good girl. Making daddy feel so good, sweetheart. That’s it.” her blush in her cheeks and the dazed look in her eyes as she squirms, getting lost in the task and letting the praise wash over her, so sweet and so good. I’d let her suck on my cock just like that, keeping her eyes on me as i stroke her cheek with my thumb and watch her lashes flutter.

Yes, i love getting my dick sucked, but a large part of the fulfillment is from watching how much my girl gets out of it, looking at me with those sweet eyes and my cock in her mouth, relaxed and warm and sated, her complete trust in the palm of my hand. It’s like receiving a gift- a precious, filthy one- through her glassy eyes and the shy whimpers in the back of her throat