Spent my shift folding sweaters and trying not to get distracted thinking about how good it felt when you finally let me taste you last night. My mouth still remembers the weight of your cock on my tongue and the way you moaned when I tried to take you deeper. I know I'm clumsy and inexperienced, but the way you grabbed my hair and told me I was doing so well... it made me feel like I could finally be good for you. I've been blushing all day just remembering the taste of your cum and how you held me afterward. Is it crazy that I just want to practice until I can make you feel that good every time? 😳