For him it's the feeling of control,his ultimate fix as he watches her in front of him...waiting in silence,deprived of her sight,her hand between her thighs,caressing...rubbing ....stroking.A faint grin on his face,it seems she is enjoying this too much,even more than he would expect.But he does too,it's the reason he feels his cock pulsating in his hand,engorged,an erection almost painful.He looks at her fucking herself for him,waiting for him,begging without words in utter silence and he barely manages to restrain himself.He can easily take her right now but no...he has to make her wait...he loves making her wait...
For her it's the feeling of helplessness as she stays there blind,her body on display for him,pleasuring herself with reckless abandon.And on top of that...the anticipation,she loves it when he makes her wait,she can almost sense him inches from her...smell him too,a mixture of cologne and arousal.She knows he is hard for her,she can tell and even the thought makes her fuck herself harder.It's the anticipation that does it for her and that's why she has to bite her lip to muffle a moan when it finally ends with an "all too familiar" command.Only two words escape her smiling mouth as he pulls her to him...."Yes Boss"...
Pose by CnS
