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- You have no idea. Just how crazy you make me. I don't know how you do it. But you can make me feel fucking amazing from so far away. I love it when you tell me what to do. My stomach flips instantly when you tell me to edge myself. Even more so when its somewhere public and I have to be super discreet. Like tonight. Stuck at dinner. Slipping off to bring myself to the very brink of orgasm over and over again. Not allowed to cum until now.
- I fucking love following your instructions. Being your good girl. I think tonight was the longest dinner I've ever had to sit through. Or maybe it just felt that way since I could feel my soaking panties pressed against my cunt all night. Every time I snuck off to edge I would come back to the table flushed. I was often asked if I was feeling all right. Which in turn made me blush more.
- The ride back home was delicious torture. Every bump in the road coursed through me. My thighs pressed together. My clit throbbing. Waiting to be alone. Waiting to cum. Waiting for now. It took everything I had not to speed home and fuck myself into delirium.
- But now I have your permission. I can climax. I was your good girl and this is my reward.
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