I didn’t need any more motivation than what was before me. Out of bed, I crawled, and you kneeled simultaneously. Leaning back on your haunches, you opened your mouth wide and lewdly twirled your tongue with your hands clasped behind your back.

PLEASE JERK OFF TO ME.

The instructions were clear, and I followed them to the letter. Your red nipples and pale tits, my focus. Your tongue, my target for what was about to come.

Strings, ropes and gloops splattered my muse and the written instructions.

Your response?

“Mmm, yummy.”