Kitten,

I want you kneeling on the passenger seat, your head in my lap, my hand on the back of your neck holding you down, my cock moving steadily in and out of your throat. I want to hold you tightly in place and thrust slowly, rhythmically, firmly into your mouth, without pausing, so that you have to catch your breath between each deep thrust. I want to feel your lips around my shaft, my cock slipping over your tongue, and your throat tight around the head of my cock at the end of each upward thrust.

I want to say “good girl, yes, just like that” as I hold my cock with one hand and your neck with the other. I want to feel your hands on my thighs as you hold yourself up, your cheek pressed against my stomach, your hair spilling over my arm and across my lap. I want to fuck your mouth, Kitten, steadily, relentlessly, until finally with one last hard thrust I come deep in your throat, holding you down while your body writhes and you wait for me to pull out enough for you to moan and gasp and swallow.

I want to use you shamelessly for my pleasure, Kitten. And I will.

Sir