[AndreaSwallows]

I have neglected in finishing my garage report. I am hoping this is the first step to correcting things with Sir.
There I sat in the chair, one leg up on the arm, 16 pins still clipped on me...my fingers slowly playing with my cunt....sliding one finger in, putting in my mouth, tasting. I love how I taste. Wonder if the pizza boy wants to know how I taste.
Faster I move my fingers....breathing, breast starting to heave...then SNAP...
FUCK....Sir!!! That fucking hurt, I yell in my head as he pulls another pin off. Perhaps I need to hide my quiver, but damn, Sir knows me too well. I start to use both hands....moving faster and faster around my extremely wet pussy. My other leg raises to the arm, now both legs spread wide open. Very...wide...open...for the pizza boy....and then again...Sir snaps another pin off...I wasn't even going to cum. I think he's just enjoying this now.
I'm wondering....what does this pizza boy see, my delicious pussy, my ample breasts, my fingers pleasuring myself, and Sir denying me that pleasure. Is it so bad that it crossed my mind that I wished the pizza boy would rush into the garage, try to take me.....but no... That wouldn't make me happy. FUCK!!! Another pin snapped off. It's like he hears my thoughts and has to punish me....sir stood behind me...touching my neck with something...moving across one of the pins still on my neck. Moving it onto my cheek them around my lips....my dildo....
I took it from him and quickly found it's place deep inside my pussy. Take that Pizza Boy. I'm going to cum and you are going to watch. My head arches back....SNAP...there goes another pin.
Sir? No more, please.
I feel him just standing behind me, watching.
I'm moving the dildo faster and faster in my wet engorged pussy....looking straight into the camera...knowing Jon was watching...shit...I think that was his name...ah well...doesn't matter...
Do you like what you see Pizza Boy? I look into the camera....SNAP. This one a little harder than the others.
I can gear Sir walk swiftly over to me....
"You are done" he tells. I have never heard him raise his voice. Quickly he snaps the test of the pins off of me....
"Please Andrea, just go to your room"
His head down...he can't look at me...
Oh dear....
I leave the garage.....