Long post…get comfy

Yesterday was rather screwed up so just stay with me as much as possible here.We got up and my mother called, turns out she wanted us over for dinner on the grill brats and burgers kinda thing. I said cool what time, she told us 6ish. Granted this was like at 11 am so we had pretty much all day to kill. So I’m on Xbox while my pet is online. Neither talking much kind of in our own head spaces. She came over by my recliner and was a bit affectionate so I decided to have some use from my slave. I lead her down the hall on all 4s by her hair, got her to the bedroom and started eating her pussy. She came I had her suck my dick and hold it in her mouth basically face fucking her. We eventually started fucking and she was allowed many orgasms she had been good. The problem starts here for me. She seemed distant and not her usual self after sex. She didn’t have the same feel to her or look to her that she usually gets after sex. But she tells me nothing is wrong, nothing on her mind  it’s cool continue on with the day. I get those kind of answers and I rarely take them at face value so I watched her a little more closely through the day.

So we get to my moms and they are doing the brats and burgers on the grill just outside of the grage door but still so the grill is part way in the garage. So my moms boyfriend and I are attending to this  steel gas grill that could feed 20 and moms boyfriend is a little tipsy. So the garage starts filling up with smoke the smoke detectors go off in the garage and in the condo itself. These things are loud ass ear piercing shreiking machines from hell. We had to deal with them on and off for about 30-45min. So needless to say after all that both my pet and I had headaches from hell. Also it really worsened our already iffy moods for the day. She now has a tone with me I’m hearing a lot of snide comments and basic backtalk on and off all evening.

We get home and she decided to clean the  bird cage. She moves the cage and is putting down paper  the idea being to roll the cage back onto the paper and volia done quick and easy. I pointed out that wasn’t going to work because the wheels are stiff on the bird cage and she’d wind up crumbling the paper underneath as she rolled. She basically ignores me does it anyways and exactly what I said would happen happens. So I gave her an I told you so, jokingly I thought. Apparently not cause she starts to go off. So she is standing in the kitchen about to get on with dishes as we are going back and forth. I had enough I went and got her Allan wrench and took her collar off. No demotion no here you go bad girl,I just took it off and left it off. Figuring fine this is how you want to play then fuck it you want to go full wife mode than so be it here you are enjoy.

So I went from fighitng with my slave to fighting my uncollared wife. Eventiually the dust settles and we are talking back and forth. Turns out she has had on her mind one of  those what ifs? What if we were to live vanillia? Could we do it? Would we do it? Would we be able to handle it etc etc etc.  Rather moot points by that time to me  because she was uncollared so as far as I was concerned that was what was happening. So as we’re talking she tells me she has had this confusion and curiosity lately as to what it would be like to drop the slave/Master thing for a time and just go husband and wife. She wasn’t apparently ready to discuss it in full with me yet, because she was still mulling things over in her head when I took the choice out of her hands and demoted her  for being disrespectful and a bitch. So in that fight she wound up forcing what she otherwise would have held off on talking about.

So I’m sitting there in my recliner as she is telling me all this feeling like a fucking bomb has dropped in my lap and  wondering what the fuck other surprises are in her grey matter that she hasn’t seen fit to voice yet. I was pretty numb the entire time we discussed the whole thing. I mean here we are to go from Master/slave to vanillia and it looked like it was going to stay that way because she was so confused on what she wanted. I didn’t  know what to expect or what was going to bite me in the ass next. See I had thought she had already thought all of this through when she made her choice  between slave, sub or vanillia wife. Apparently she had second thoughts and decided not  to share them one bit. So my first reaction after being numb was I wanted to know who put this idea into her head and who was to blame so I could ream em out. Of course stupid reaction but  to me this was coming from out of the blue and she wasn’t offering much by way of explaniation at the time.

So we sit and talk, and talk, and talk and talk and talk etc etc. We were up till like 4 am this morning talking about this. I basically told her..well you aren’t sure if you want the collar on or off. You want to be just a wife or just a slave. The choice isn’t in your hands right now because if you notice the collar came off and wasn’t replaced by a lesser one. You now are living what you were  curious about and wondering about things happened in such a way that I left her collarless period. Released from service, free woman, wife only. without really meaning to we both had pushed the other into this position. She wondered about being free so I set her free. Let me take this time to point out that  never once was the marriage or the relationship of US at stake or a problem. We knew we still wanted one another and we still loved each other. So that was never a question about the marriage itself. This was all about her slavery.

We eventually go to bed I’m just worn out and tired by this point. I’m mentally tired, physically and emotionally just BLAH. I tell her that  things are now going to have to change  her collar is off good or bad she was curious about this  okay so fine we’re already here  lets do this. She will go without a collar effectively “unowned” until she gets things  straight in her head and sees what she really wants and doesn’t. Once all that is squared away we will talk again and see where everyone is at. Truth be told here I hated every second of  that convo but had to do it. The subject of time frames came up and I was like I have no idea really. This was all out of the blue to me so I had nothing prepared for any time lengths. So I said indefinitely.

This is where it gets interesting. She is now faced with being collarless for an unknown period of time, which should be fine because she possibly wanted to go that route anyways. So what does she start to do? She fucking begs for her collar back!!!!!!! I could have beat my head into a wall right there! Never mind that before all this I was taking her collar off in punishment for being a bitch and having a disrespectful tone. Now she is begging for punishment and her collar back because she really when it all came down didn’t want to be “free” in that sense. I was tired and rather burned out. It wasn’t a great day I was in an up and down mood all day, she makes big fuss about  being vanilla I made it happen and nobody realizes whats up till after the fact. Now she takes the whole night and stands it on it’s ear retracting everything she just said.

So I give her the twenty questions from hell…..Are you sure? How can you be sure when you just got done saying all of this and that? How do I know this won’t be like the last time you decided and this shit comes up later down the road? etc etc etc. So another hour worth of question and answer in bed talking it all out getting it all straight and eventually the result is this. She has her collar back if it comes off again and isn’t replaced by a lesser collar  it’s gone for good end of story. I won’t play this am I sure or aren’t I sure thing every 6 months or so. She still needs to be punished for tone and disrespect and I am letting her choose her punishment for her actions. She’s leaning towards a whipping or flogging I was thinking more tie her down and rape her ass without lube or anything for fun and because well I’m a sadistic bastard and after last night in my own way I want a pound of flesh for all this crap. But she had best come up with something suitable for her punishment. The next time that collar leaves her neck (if indeed  there is call for a next time) It’s off for good unless it is strictly a demotion. So after all that we are back where we started from, nothing has changed really, but she has got a punishment coming and we shall see what it is tonight. I’ll keep you all informed as the crazyness ensues.

How she best learns

I was thinking back today on how I have trained my pet and what basically worked with her, as well as what didn’t. She seemed to learn best as I imagine most would on the praise and punishment system. No that didn’t mean she got bruatalized or anything when she screwed up. At first when learning something new in the very beginning she had a 3 reminder rule. I would remind her three times of something or point out what she did wrong and correct it, after that third  time she was expected to have learned the action, words or correction to either. If she did not have it after that point ramifications would occur. What made this system so effective I think is that when she did the new assigned task correctly she received a lot of praise and affection, when she screwed up the reminders were gentle concentrating on what was done right then pointing out what to add or take away as needed.

As she progressed in her servitude the reminders got less and less the corrections eventually disappeared and she was expected to know her assigned tasks and how best to carry them out. She has learned through trial and error with both gentle and not so gentle reminders how best to conduct herself in the manner pleasing to her Master. At all times there was open communication involved. If at any time she had a question or was in need of clarifiaction she could speak her mind and was encouraged to do so. It was a good way to get a glimpse of her mind set also. Her tone was often a good indicator of what she was having a problem with or what she did not particualrly care for. from that I could gauge where a problem area may be and who’s side the problem may lie on. Such as was I expecting too much to soon or was this really what I wanted from her whereas her suggestion made a little more sense, or was she just being stubborn and trying to get her way or get out of something.

So a lot of talks were had when she was learning new  postures, positions ways of pleasing etc. eventually she got to the point where I had been too lenient and she had become lax and we had the big discussion of  what did she expect fromthis relationship and what did I expect. (above and beyond the marriage pertaining to the Master / slave dynamic) she made the choice of total slave which I can’t lie suited me perfectly and was what I was pushing for. But I always sabataged myself by slipping into “husband mode” and wound up sending crossed messages. So with that talk and discussion we both solved a lot of headache right there. Now when she is taught new things she is given a run through of what is expected, allowed one correction and is then on her own with it. In cases of something more complex she is given more leeway. But she adapts fast and is always eager to please so there are rarely any problems with a new task these days.

A hectic Monday start

Well Monday was full of fun, I say with a sarcastic tone. My pet woke up got ready to go to work, she went to brush her teeth and comes in to wake me up. Turns out as she was brushing her teeth she thought she had cracked a tooth. So she calls the dentist and because they set the appointment at 2:30 p.m. she has to take the day off work to get this taken care of. So as all this is going on I am getting ready to go down to my mothers place of work to pay off a loan through her bank. I go off and do my running around and get home knowing my pet is at the dentists. I relax for a little and then my pet gets home upset because the dentist didn’t do anything. Turns out it was a calcium deposit and they gave her a lecture on drinking soda and took some x-rays.

So on the one hand I was glad it was nothing major yet on the other I was ready to go down and rip apart a dentists office because they said they would take care of my pet and didn’t do anything at all. I eventually calmed down and we went out to dinner. We were both in a fairly good mood due to my kitten getting paid and our stimulus check finally got here. After dinner we went down to her fathers and hung out. We had a good time shooting the shit and watching t.v.

There was traffic from hell on the highway for the ride home because they chose to close down two lanes of traffic on a three lane highway. So it was start stop 25 miles an hour almost all the way home with everybody merging in front of everyone else . It took us an extra half hour just to get home.

We finally get home and my pet puts on one of her slinky little mini dresses and begs with her ass in the air. I played with her pussy for a time and then slapped her ass telling her she could go relax. Eventually we retired to the bedroom and much fucking ensued..lol. I swear that little slut gets tighter all the damned time. Every time I stick my dick in her  she is chocking the hell out of my dick with her slit! I don’t know what exactly she is doing if anything. I sure as hell am not going to argue with it either. It just seems that recently she has gotten much tighter every time we fuck.

Of course I tease her now and again that her ass is next on the list. I will have her tied this time though when she gets it up the ass. Maybe gagged but not blindfolded. I like the look in her eyes. That half glossed over look she gets between pleasure and pain stimulation all at once. That and it is rather fun watching her try and sit comfortably over the next couple days after such an ass reaming.

The good, the bad, the ugly.

Well as you know my pet and I got into a fight this past weekend. Nothing major just stupid shit as usual. I blew up because I was frustrated with how things are and the way things are looking outside of our relationship (finances, family etc) so I let it build and detonated on my pet. Not fair or nice of me I know but hindsight is always 20/20. I just simmer and let shit build without meaning to and someone says the wrong thing to me and boom I go off.

Some may think I’m a jerk or asshole, or some heartless bastard for how I do things and what or how I post. Oh well. Can’t say as I really care because when it all comes down this blog is for two things only. Me writing out my thoughts at times to try and figure out what exactly is going on in my own head, and to let my pet know anything I may not say verbally. So why do it in a blog? Why not? Hell it’s quicker and easier than writing things out by hand, and it has some bonuses to it like when I feel like putting up pictures or what not.

Some folks come by and maybe learn from something I have written and cool great hope it helps, others come by to read and disagree and perhaps start a “debate” in comments. Okay sure whatever, I’m always up for a good debate, but be forewarned that rarely will anyone win due to the fact that it’s opinion based. So in the end all that matters to me is mine and my pets. Neither myself nor my pet will stand for anyone trying to judge or tell us how to do things or how we should live in our relationship. Neither of us will just sit by and go oh thats nice when a page or so is written in comments by others pointing out what they think they see from little snippets of our lives. Again and again we remind you this is a glimpse into our lives a very faint one at that. It is coming from two different perspectives and two different writing styles. So it may look one sided one day, confusing the next, fine after that, and then get into what the fuck are they doing territory.

We are who we are we make no excuses or apologies for it. If I offend all I can say is get thicker skin, if I entertain then glad I could help, if I enlighten again glad I could help. Beyond that it’s all just words on a screen written by faceless people who except in rare occasions will never meet in real time. We live as we live, we have faults and flaws like anyone else, thats just who we are. Either folks get it or they don’t, either way I won’t hold anyones hand and walk them through my mind and my life except for my pet. We do the best we can with what we have and with each other. For some thats fine and dandy for others they would rather point out all the flaws and stand on their high horses and preach. Well okay but realize we’ll preach back and we’re not too subtle about it..lol. So with all that said we’ll return to the good stuff tomorrow and see how life goes from there.

Bored and pissed

I don’t know what the hell has been going on these past couple days but I find myself getting bored much more easily and very pissed off at the little things lately. I wake up and boom I’m pissed off. No real reason for it that I can think of no clear target of the aggression..well a few ideas but nothing concrete. So I spend my days trying to figure out what the hell to do so I can feel “normal” again. So far I have come up with fuck all. Case in point my pet mentioned  that we’re supposed to go see her family tomorrow I had to clamp down hard on myself  so as not to go off on a tirade about how she talks to her mother every  other day on the damned phone why the fuck would they need to see us Sunday when she just spoke to the woman?

Never mind we hardly have the gas money to make the 45 minute trip down to her hometown to see any one. Don’t get me wrong I don’t have anything against her family I just don’t see the need for such closeness all the damned time. I distanced myself from my family once I turned 18 and  have been that way ever since. I’ll see my mother now and again maybe once every couple months, just to let her know I’m alive and that’s pretty much it. My pet pretty much hates all our friends and doesn’t see why I don’t cut many of them loose and puts on a front every time we go to see one of them or have one of my friends over. I feel the same way about family, hers, and mine.

Add to that whole lovely bundle we were supposed to get our  extra tax money from the IRS yesterday and it never showed up, I checked the mail today and of course it isn’t there. We could REALLY fucking use that cash to help out with debt but nothing is showing up and we’re forced to just get by again. It seems that for every two steps forward we take we end up three back. Really makes me wish people would start fucking dropping dead so we can get a hold of inheritance cash to clean this mess up. Don’t care who’s side someone croaks on hers or mine just as long as someone goes and leaves us money. Course it also doesn’t help that I have a good idea of what we stand to inherit  if someone does kick the bucket on either side.

I’m getting tired of these four fucking walls, this god forsaken apartment complex, and all that goes with it. I want out of here. I want a house, a place to truly call my own, a place I can do something with and be happy that I have it. Yeah I got a roof over my head for now but with all this fucking debt it makes me wonder how long we can keep up the balancing act to keep it. Days like this I really miss drinking you know? So yeah thats my world at present it’s a fucked up place to be and I hate it.

I hate the heat, and other topics.

Granted it is only like 86 degrees here but I do not do well in heat. I get lethargic, upset stomach, generally uncomfortable all around. Seems funny doesn’t it? I mean after all I was born in June you would think I am made for this kind of crap. My pet is a whole nother story. She can’t take the cold. Granted she isn’t fond of the heat either and much prefers fall. Although I have to look at her funny now and again because she will ask for something to cover up with around the house. I look at her like.. It’s almost 90 out and you want to put something on?!?!?

I just can’t make heads or tails of it although sometimes I must admit I think to myself she is just trying to get out of going nude by asking for something to cover up in. She still wears her belled anklets and collar with no problem and will dress or undress as instructed but sometimes you just want to look over and go..what the hell???? lol

Things have been pretty normal around here. The sex has been phenomenal as always with the little slut. She has been a good girl and hopefully that trend will stay in place. Frankly it gets tiresome to think of punishments to dole out at times. As a Master every now and again you wonder to yourself..Why the hell can’t the slave just do as instructed and not miss a beat? But then again for such to happen would mean she is a perfect being and we are all flawed. So I try to bear that in mind when she slips up. It all depends on the magnitude of the screw up.

Some days I will let things slide without comment figuring..eh she just forgot, it’s no big deal let it ride. Others the littlest thing can and will set me right off. Good case in point her last punishment came about because she stopped scenting and playing with herself as instructed when I got home. I never gave permission for her to stop and I never said okay thats enough. She just for whatever reason quit. So that set me free. I am having an easier time of separating the whole Husband mode from the Master mode these days. I think I spend more time in Master mode than Husband mode these days.

I think it is more because she was my slave first. We were fuck buddies who got into a relationship that turned into slave and her Master. Emotion is there no doubt, I love her dearly as my last post will attest. However she was my slave long before she was my wife and I see that role as primary in her and the wife portion as secondary. then again we are so many things to each other. Friends, lovers, Master, Slave, Husband, wife etc etc etc. It soon sounds like which came first the chicken or the egg around here. I feel more comfortable existing in Master mode as opposed to husband mode.

Mostly because I feel she responds to it more. She knows the tones, and looks she gets from me and what they mean when they are given. She knows for the most part when she can step out of line more than usual and fool around, mostly while at family gatherings and what not mind you rather than here at home. But even then out and about  with family or in public all it usually takes is a look or gesture and she quickly stops. She responds more as a slave as well which is probably why I run more on Master mode these days, because I see her responding and acting more fully in slave mode . It’s a loop it always has been. Main thing is to make sure we keep the loop going and don’t drop the ball because that is when  communication stops and trouble seeps in.

So we try day in and day out to keep it all above board, play when we can, keep things alive and healthy, and always talk. Right now I’m toying with the idea of outdoor nude pictures. Only problem there is the weather of course isn’t seeing fit to co operate with all the rain and then the heat. It  makes for excellent breeding ground for mosquitoes and doing nude outdoor nature shots while being eaten alive is neither of our idea of a good time. So we shall see what I can come up with in the near future. And yes I know I have been lax on the posting of late. But it has turned more into an every other day kind of thing lately. Mainly  due to job search and other things that need to be done. hopefully I can correct that soon and make it more of an every day thing again.

Dropping like flys

If you have noticed my blog roll is getting a little smaller. Mostly owing to the fact that some bloggers have unfortunately and unexpectedly had to stop posting. For personal reasons or others they had to quit. It make you really stop and think when you see what is going on in others lives. So suddenly things can change, the tables can turn, and you are out on your own again. Not a good way to go out and certainly to never see it coming in some cases is worse than anything.

We’ve all been through our own personal trials, we still go through even more of them day in and day out. Sometimes the world just works that way. It’s never fair, it’s hardly ever right, and it sometimes makes you re examine all the little things around you. I trust my pet with my life, no lie there. Reading some of these now defunct blogs though makes me really hope and pray nothing here goes so far astray or sideways as to split us up. Hell the blogging thing I could stop tomorrow never look back and say …eh it was fun but oh well.

With my pet I can not do that. She is mine and I am hers without her I’m not any where close to being myself. So much in this life can go wrong so many distractions, so many things to intrude on ones own personal sanctuary of mind and soul. Every day she goes to work I pray for her safe return home and that she is well. I pray no one else will intrude or interfere with her. Not out of any insecurity on my part but rather a working knowledge of how life and it’s surprises can be. My pet has taken me literally from the wreckage of who I used to be and helped me back on my feet to who and where I am now. Without her I feel I would seriously backslide into such depths of myself and become who I once was.

She centers me and gives me direction, she helps focus me and helps me stay in touch with the things that are needed in this life. Not just for my own survival (which is a lot of what I know) but also for the sake of my animals, my home, and herself. I just turned 33 but sometimes I feel so much older because of what I have been through in life and all the crap I’ve seen or done. To be without her would make me feel ancient. There is so much that is taken for granted in a relationship. So much that you just enjoy and never think about, but all that has to be in perspective. There is what you know now and what you will have to face down the road.

I will not live forever and neither will my pet as much as I try to convince myself otherwise. Time is  forever slipping through all of our fingers and we keep going like there is no tomorrow. Because of this you have to hold on tight to what you have when you have it. Don’t let life and other people distract you from what is important and who is important in your life. Learn from the past, plan for the future and live in the present all the while loving who you are with for all the right reasons for as long as you can.

Lifting of the punishment.

Don’t know what the hell word press did this time but it seems like I can’t put up any avatars at the moment or something on my comp is shot and not letting me see where I can upload shit to. Hopefully this won’t stop me from uploading any pictures in the near future just avatars.

So moving right along. I lifted my pets punishment yesterday. We had been having a good weekend all around and she had been the ideal little pleasure slut thus far. We were supposed to go to a friends house yesterday because he was having a rummage sale and wanted us to come over for dinner. Cool fine by me. The problem being that he had to move the times back by an hour and a half. So we had to make do and figure out how to kill time. I was on Xbox kitten was online. I turned off the controller and had her go to the bedroom. She was tight, responsive, hot, and oh so good feeling. We fucked long and hard for a time, and during this I allowed her to cum again.

As always after sex she was cleaning my dick of our mingled juices in her mouth. Being the cock hungry slut she is she wouldn’t let up until I was hard again. So I pulled her on top of me and made her work for her orgasms. Needless to say with all the pulling  on her arms and legs as she rode me she soon became tired. I noticed this and  had her lay on her side. I started fucking her that way until I remembered her punishment wasn’t over yet. Her ass still needed a good fucking.

I told her she was now to be used as a toy and that her punishment was about to be handed out in full. She started to cry almost immediately. But I simply can’t have my slave thinking her Master won’t keep his word. So coated in nothing but our own mixed juices I pushed my dick up her ass. She cried she, squirmed, she wept, and moaned. I took pleasure in it all. I may not be a total monster but I am admittedly a sadist and this was just what I was in the mood for at the time. So finally I filled her ass full of cum and her punishment was over officially.

We went to my friends house had some brats and corn I was given some more Boba Fett collectibles and we hung out till about 10P.M. We came home watched movies,and chilled. eventually we retired to the bedroom where the little cock slut was eaten till she damn near screamed and fucked till neither of us wanted to move. All in all a good weekend. This morning I wake up to find out I had a potential employer call, so I called back and have an interview on Wendsday at 9A.M. So we shall see how that pans out.

Lust is such a fun thing.

To all you Masters/Mistresses/Owners out there…….. You guys and gals ever just look at your property and go to yourself, “I just have to have that now!”? Yeah thats the kind of mood I have been in lately. Just something that says take her and keep taking her. Thursday night she was roughly used and it was fucking amazing. Last night she was used twice in a row. Only because as she was licking my dick clean she decided to suck me hard again and then got fucked again. It’s just one of those things that happen. Don’t know why or what causes the urges but it is rather fun and educational in it’s own way.

You get to relearn your slave all over again. You get to see and experience those sighs, moans and cries you have taken for granted so many times in the past. It’s a kind of crystal clarity for mind and senses combined as you rediscover the combinations you use to make your slave squirm, and sometimes even modify them to new levels if all works right.

I don’t know if it is the weather or what but something has gotten into my system these past few days and I like it no doubt there. I think it also has to do with my pets docile level. I get a whiff of that and she always becomes that much more desirable. By that I mean she may drop her head a little while talking, or avert her eyes here and there while talking, be stiff in her arms and legs trying to be formal but with the head bowed just a bit at the chin. Little things she says and does that indicate she is being docile and wishes to be used. That sets me off pretty good especially when combined with a nice hot outfit after her bath. Of course there is the knowledge that she is still not allowed to orgasm so it also appeals to me on a torment basis. Just the whole package wrapped up into one ideal little fuck toy for the night, it just really does something for me that gets the lust brewing more than usual. Great thing to have happen lately after all the crap..lol

After my birthday…

Well I’m officially 33 now. Thank you all for the birthday wishes. Tuesday as you have read was not the best day ever. Well it at least ended well. We went for dinner with my mother who took us out to eat. We had a good time, my mother is so much more relaxed and subdued now that she is with her new man. It’s odd I can’t quite get used to it. On one hand it’s like..Finally!!! She is loosening up and acting like a real person!!!…then again on the other it’s like…. Who the fuck are you and what the hell did you do with my mother?!?!? So dealing with her is confusing to me at best right about now..lol. But the dinner went well we all talked and joked around having a good time. My pet has been an example of best behavior lately and has been putting on these cute little nighty and thong sets. Granted lately I have been just to damned worn out with allergy crap and back spasms that I have not really payed as much attention to my pet as either herself or I would have liked.

Yesterday was pretty dull also. Not a lot going on. I tossed in a few applications, went to the game store and just generally felt bored all day long. My pet was at work and I guess from all accounts she is doing great there and getting all kinds of the right kind of attention at work. So she is doing real well which means a pay raise soon and not long after that should she stay with it I’m sure she will be climbing the corporate ladder in no time.

This morning I woke up before my pet and there was a message on the phone, it was her mother saying that her moms pet cat died. So I woke her up to tell her the news. she got up and called back to make sure  everything was okay. We stayed up and talked a bit then she asked if I would want a blowjob before she had to leave for work. I said yes and positioned myself so she could kneel comfortably at my feet as she sucked my dick. I NEVER get tired of feeling her mouth and tounge  on my dick. She is and always has been a talented little cock sucker. At first I just relaxed and let her suck me, and lick me. eventually though I just had to grab the back of her head with both my hands and fuck her mouth. Dunno what it is but there comes a certain point when she is sucking my dick I just have to grab her and fuck her face. She as always was moaning and sighing as she sucked on my cock. Eventually I just couldn’t take any more and came down her throat. Like a good little cock slut she swallowed every last drop and milked my dick with her mouth for any remaining cum. Thats a hell of a way to say good morning I think what about you?..lol