Aside from the occasional shuffle, moan, or gasp from the audience, the only sound was the squishing of my fingers, punctuated by random slurps. After only a couple of minutes, Sir tensed up and grabbed my head with both hands. He held my head still and started fucking my mouth. I kind of liked it better now that I wasn't in control. His actions turned it into a race to see who would come first.

I intensified my efforts on my clit.

Soon I was panting fiercely through my nose as ...