Sir, I can't stop rubbing my useless nub to the thought of your cock. I've edged twice already, kneeling naked in front of my screen, thinking about you filling my face hole with your hot, thick cock. I'm nothing more than a bitch in heat, soaking myself everytime you make me call you Sir. I know my place, I need to be pumped full of your cum until I'm well bred like a cow, the animal I am.

Sir, just the mere thought of you makes my slutty hole soaking wet. I touch myself to the memory of you and I can't wait to feel the length of your perfect cock inside of me. Owning me, stretching me. Thank you Sir for allowing this worthless whore to be in your presence.