Hello there, Arthur. I certainly hope you're playing with yourself like a good, good boy for me.
I'll tell you what I'm doing right now. Right now, I'm in my car. I was driving, but I pulled over because I just couldn't wait to send you this audio to help you come your brains out for me.
So, I really hope that you're touching yourself with both hands. Really pump that cock for all it's worth.
Imagine it's my mouth, my hot, wet, skilled mouth and tongue running up and down the length of your cock.
And as I'd suck you off, I'd rub my pussy like I'm doing right now.
I'm being such a bad girl for you, Arthur. Another car could run past me at any time and easily see what I was doing.
But I don't fucking care. I just had to let you know how hot you're making me right now.
So right now, I'm playing with my clit under my yoga pants and nice, tight little circles.
I wish it was your tongue. I wish I could just sit on your fucking face and ride it.
I bet you'd just eat my pussy so beautifully, Arthur, until it came all over your face.
And then you'd kiss me and then taste it on your lips. Stroke yourself harder, faster, like you fucking mean it.
Jerk your cock like I would fuck you, like I would ride you into goddamn oblivion.
Just look deep into your eyes, force them to lock with mine as my pussy squeezes around your perfect cock.
I'm rubbing myself faster now. I hope you're jerking yourself off faster, too.
I needed this today, and I think you did, too. Isn't that right, darling?
Come on now. Don't be shy. Pound yourself nice. Play with your balls with your other hand.
Imagine that I'm riding you, bouncing up and down on your perfect cock, squeezing my tight little pink pussy around you.
And come for me. Come for me, Arthur. Come for Frankie. Come for your mistress.
Come on. Come like a good boy, Arthur. Come for me. Come, come, come.
Good boy. I only wish that I could help you with the cleanup. I bet you taste delicious.