I knelt at his feet as his put his shoes on. He told me to show him my cunt, so I lay down and opened my robe.
"Play with yourself".
"I want to see your tits".
I opened my robe completely and did as he said.
"Do you want to get fucked?"
"Tell me how much."
I described in detail what I wanted him to do to me.
"You have 3 minutes to suck my cock- get started- and finger yourself at the same time."
I sat up and came to him on my knees, took his cock in my mouth and played it with my tongue for just a few seconds before getting down to some serious sucking.
He called me every manner of names: whore, cocksucker, slut, cocksucking whore. I melted into it and felt juices trickling past my fingers.
"Come!" he commanded, and I did. He slapped my face, again, and again. "Come!" Making a puddle on the kitchen floor.
"Do you want to know what your ears are for, slut?"
I mumbled "Yeth Mathter" around his cock, sounding a lot like Igor, I'm sure.
He grabbed my ears and used them for handles to pump my head back and forth. I couldn't get a breath anywhere. I surrendered complete control of my body to him, just relaxed and took it.
Until I really needed some air!
I started to fight against his hands and pull back. He responded by holding my head down harder. Then mercifully released me to pull back and breath just for a second before pulling me down again.
The three minutes were up.
He told me to stand up and bend over, and he spanked me, then fucked me from behind, just a quickie. He had me clean his cock.
He stood me up, kissed me, petted me and told me he loved me. I couldn't imagine a better morning routine.
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