I had been without Master K for several weeks. I was beginning to get a little anxious that he had gotten tired of me. I was estatic to say the least when my phone buzzed and I saw his name pop up in my messenger list. My heart began to beat a little faster - my breath had gotten shallow. Should I open my message? What if it said "We are Done?" I did not want to see that message. Because I was FAR from done. I wanted more of him. But, going without my Master for a while sometimes just has to be done.
You see, Master K is not only my Sir; He is my brother-in-law. So it becomes necessary at times to put our sexual endevours on hold to keep our spouses ignorant of what goes on right under their noses.
In the end, my curiosity got the best of me and I opened to message to find out that it did not say "We are done", but was pretty much telling me how much He had missed my blowjobs.
We made arrangements to be together within a few days. My pussy was starting to get wet just thinking about what was to cum.
We had been teasing one another all day. I would touch his cock every chance I got. Just a quick squeeze to let it know what was coming. Through out the day, Master K would walk by me, pinch my nipples, call me his dirty slutt or his whore. When no one was around he would grab me by my throat kiss me hard and deep then calling me a useless cunt as he pushed me away. This was his way of letting me know just how horny he was.