It makes me happy when you follow my instructions, Sara.
Do you still like following them?
Sara:
God yes. I don’t know how you do it, but it turns me on like crazy.
Operator 69:
Good. Now tell me what happened in the bathroom at the coffee shop.
I want to know how you touched yourself…
And what you were thinking about when you did it.
Sara:
I don’t know if I can describe it.
Operator 69:
I’ll never judge or shame you for anything you say to me, Sara.
And I guarantee whatever you did in that bathroom is going to make me hard as a fucking rock. Okay?
I blushand bite my lip as I stare at his words of reassurance and stimulation.
Sara:
Yeah, okay.
Operator 69:
Good girl. Now tell me every dirty detail.
Sara:
I perched on the small vanity.
I had one foot on the floor and the other on the edge of the sink.
Operator 69:
Yoga pants on or off?
Sara:
I kept them on in case I needed to make a hasty exit, lol.
Plus, I was invested in the image you’d given me of teasing myself through the fabric.
Operator 69:
And did you?
Sara:
Yes. I closed my eyes and stroked over my folds.