Mistress let out a little chuckle and continued to move her leg against me, distracting me from the job that she had given me. My hips thrust against her uncontrollably as the pleasure rolled through me.
“Mmm,” she moaned. “Your hard little clit is rubbing on my leg. Do you like that?”
“Yes, Mistress,” I whimpered out.
“I know something that’ll feel even better,” Alyssa stated, catching my attention.
“What is that, Mistress?” I huffed out breathlessly.
Instead of answering, she grabbed my shoulders and rolled me onto my back, then pushed one leg up to my chest and the other one out to my side.
“I love how flexible you are,” Alyssa praised with a wink. “It allows for more fun that way.”
I gave a little giggle. “Thank you, Mistress.”