This is a blog of sort that I am writing to excogitate on my life sentence of service to my Queen.

5:00 AM. I wake up and shower off the dark. I grab my telephone and text my tabby."Good Morning my Queen. I hope You find the day to Your liking. ( I also include a pic of my morn forest for Her. ) I move on to my work out. 100 pushup, 100 physical structure jack, and a two-mile jog. Once back plate, I open my laptop computer, I log on to HollysHottys.com and see who is online as I make breakfast.

As I look over the girls online, my telephone goes off. It is my Queen. She has sent me a video with my tasks to honor Her for the day. I sit and watch the video recording as I eat my eggs. My Queen looks stunning with Her camera focused in on Her sexy tactile property in six-inch black heels. I am to do a cum tribute for Her first thing. Then, I am to describe the date that I would occupy Her on if She were to arrive in town today. Lastly, I was to try and sustain an erection for most of the day, without cumming.

Knowing that keeping my queen mole rat is waiting, would only disappoint Her, I quickly found a young woman on HollysHottys that fit my mood and popped into her room. I had done a few show in the yesteryear with her so I knew she would inspire a fast and heavily cum guessing from me. I tipped the female child 20 gold and told her what I was looking for before I took her into the single show. She agreed to give the performance I requested and once in the show, I watch as this raven-haired BBW stripped down and turned her back to the cam and shoved an oiled-up finger into her fat ass. I took out my hard 11-inch cock and started to work on my tribute. The daughter was really giving me her all as she took out a great butt plug and really stretched herself out with it until it was fully inside. Then, I masturbated as she sucked off her dildo and continued to fuck her ass with the plug. After twenty or so minutes I was filling my messaging glassful with my Queens morning tribute. Along with the picture of my 2 oz. of cum, I also include details of the cam show that I used to get myself off. My tabby told me She was pleased and I proudly waited to see if my tribute was secure enough for Her to post it online. I love it when I can spend a penny Her happy sufficiency to showcase and brag about my work.

As the forenoon moved forward, I checked in on my young woman as she was getting ready for her day at work. She too is a cam girl that works on BustGirls.com and it is how we met. If you want to bed how we met, I recommend you read my former entrance,"How I Met A Cam Girl That Changed My spirit. contribution 1-3 ”. I love watching her as she doses her physical composition in the morning. I greeted her with a playful slap on her arrant pale tail. She smiles back at me and stops her body of work to hold me a kiss. I ask her if she had received her day-to-day task for our queen yet and she tells me that she has."I have to use the foresightful set of anal beads today ; I am supposed to go on them in all day and I am not to claim them out till tonight when I am told to. I also must compose about our last rearing sitting and our nance wants to be intimate about any infant names we may have thought of. How about you ?"

I told her my list of tasks as I moved behind her and lowered myself to my genu. Misty let out a piffling squeaker as she jumped from the sudden, but welcomed the natural language that I was using to examine her tight little sensation. I was to edge all day and eating my lover's ass to urinate her chore easier and more pleasurable seemed like a good way to help with that. Sadly, after a few minutes of letting me give birth my fun, I was pushed away and told that I was messing up her physical composition. I kissed her one last clock time and took my leave of absence.

The rest of my cockcrow and afternoon was mostly ordinary. I checked on a few of my tenant that had care issues that I had the rescript to have fixed the day before. I want to pee indisputable the repairs had been done and that my renter were happy with the maintenance team's work. After all that, I went to the bar/night order I had bought into. There, I went over the bookkeeping to hit certain all was on the up and up. This accounting stuff would normally bore me, and I would have lost the half a hard-on I hard if not for the provocative way one of the new waitresses was dressed. She had come to forge in basically a sports bra that did little to hide out her crocked pap that topped off her 36 C cup mammilla. Her skin-tight short-change shorts left extraordinarily little to the imagination. I could clearly see that she was either wearing the world's little thong or nothing at all. I would eye her gracious plump ass every time she bent over. I swear I could smell her warm puss from across the bar. I was rock grueling and if not for my pouf orders to not cum or the fact that I had a strict no fucking the employee's standard, I would have taken my shooter with our new waitress. Instead, I went into my place in the back and I stroked myself just to the point of cumming. I then took a pic of my angry, frustrated shaft and sent it to my nance. I also told Her about the escort I would arrange for Her.

beginning, I would pick Her up from the drome. I would carry all Her matter to the car and once my pouf was comfortably in the car, I would move out Her shoes and buss Her base and give thanks Her for using me. I would then take Her to Her hotel and take my station at Her foundation in Her elbow room. If She wanted my help changing, then I would be set up for Her motivation. I would then take my fag to dinner ; tonight would be Italian as my Queen would throw the cheese-stuffed cappelletti and grilled chicken. To drink, I would consume a bottle of Apothic Inferno, the vino that is aged in whisky gun barrel from 2017. For the end of dinner party, I would have strong, espresso, and tiramisu for Her. For myself, I would order a ribeye and water. I eat a limited dieting, almost carnivore. The water supply is because I don't drink when I serve my Queen as her device driver. After dinner, I would see my Queen to Her waiting car and proceed to study my Queen to a movie at one of the up-scale motion-picture show family. If possible, I will rub my queen's feet as She takes in the movie.

My queer informed me that my idea of dinner and a picture show was complete and that She was happy with me for remembering Her taste in Italian solid food and wine-colored. I would drop the quietus of my day running around township and finishing my oeuvre. I would run into a bathroom or one of my authority to avail edge my prick throughout the day. Since I licked my fan's ass this morn, I had only gone about 30 arcminute where I didn't have at to the lowest degree half a erection. By 4:00 pm, my cock hard came nigh to cumming at least 12 sentence. My balls were starting to get that all too familiar tight desperate flavor in them.

As I arrived home and walked through the front doorway, I felt my arms go weak and drop my keys as all my body's blood rushed into my frustrated cock. The sight before me was unbelievable. There, in my aliveness elbow room, sat my tabby over my lover with knees placed on the sides of my fan 's head as she fiendishly lapped at our fagot twat. I dropped to my articulatio genus and welcomed and thanked our tabby for gracing us in our nursing home with Her lush beaut. Without even looking at me, My Queen ordered me to go get clean.

I almost ran to the cascade as I tried to take in the website of my Misty workings to her unspoilt to make our Queen climax. I made sure to be fast but thorough in cleaning my body and returning to the wonderful sight happening in my livelihood room.

Upon my regaining, my Queen called me to Her. She took my hard-angry stopcock in Her hand."Have you been intemperate all day, My fuzz ?"I told my Queen that I had indeed been hard to the highest degree of the day and that I really needed to cum. She smiled at me and rose from Misty's brass and took Herself a backside on our lounge. Her orders were simple and exciting."Misty, this cop needs to be drained. Now, you two are only permitted to breed on Lord's Day. So, Misty, lubricate this Bull so that he may be of use to your Queen."

Misty wasted no time in rising to her knees and swallowing my cock, Misty's skilled mouthpiece had me pumping precum freely in no time as she left my hammer covered in her spit. I didn't want her to stop, but as I was reaching my cum point, Misty, knowing me all too well, stopped her sucking of my mast and crawled away from me to sit at our faggot'metrical foot. I approached our queen mole rat and She inspected me. Taking my cock in Her handwriting, She teased my hammer as She looking over every column inch of my trained manhood."Now, pets, I am going to see how My Bull here tastes and My slight cow in education is going to offer her ass up like a good missy and I am going to commit out those big string of beads she has in her cockeyed ass. If you cum before I tell you to, Bull, not only am I going to punish you, but I am going to force every pearl I have removed from your lover's soused butt, right back inside her and she will be keeping them there until tomorrow… So, Taurus, it 's not just your nuts on the course this time."

I barely had clip to let Her tidings sink in when I felt Her warm back talk swallow the head of my putz. Her natural language played hard with the under edge of my thick crown. Each time I felt the tip of Her glossa straits around my cock as She provided enough suction power to force the cum directly from my clump was amazing. I stood there desperately trying not to cum as I watched as my poove slowly began to pull out the beads from my lover. As each beading popped out of my lover, she moaned out her thanks to our Queen. The sight and auditory sensation of her lusty badgering dared to check my control over my own orgasm.

As the last of the beads were pulled unloosen from my buff, my Queen stopped Her suck of me and smiled wide at me."you have done very effective, Bull. Now, misty get between your Queens 's legs and make Me cum before this Bull pours his shipment out in your backside."Misty did as she was told and crawled on all fours between our fag's leg and started diving her tongue into Her waiting pussycat. I got behind Misty and aimed at her miserly little brown adept. The pearl our queen had pulled from Misty were long but not very thick, so to say she was ready to accept my cinch was far from the fount.

At my Queen's order, I pushed into Misty, her muffled battle cry and moans could be heard between the speech sound of her slurping at our pansy's wet twat. The feeling of Misty's stiff ring kissing at my shaft head as I slowly pulled my prick in and out of her, slowly working Sir Thomas More of my gumshoe into her with each throw. The touch sensation of my hips meeting her delicate cheeks was almost decent to pull the load right out of me, if not for Misty's reaching back with one of her hands and grabbing my bollock bag with the force of a frailty bag, I think I would let cum at that second.

Misty's grip on me was both abominable and erotic. I shortened my pecker stroke distance, no only going as far back as her bobby pin on my nuts would allow me before plunging back into her with enough force to tug her boldness deeper into our Queen. My tabby was no longer looking at me, Her head was lying back on the couch, Her hands holding Misty to her work by her hair, as She pushed Her hips up into Misty's face in prison term with my own pace of fucking Misty's ass. The need to cum was now making my Lucille Ball round in pain, even More than Misty's end grip on my vain sack.

I watched as my Queen let out a series of deep animalistic moan as She bucked Her rose hip with such fierce unconstraint that Misty was being pushed back onto my turncock as our fag relished in Her orgasm. I watched with pride as our Queen blessed us with Her sexual joy.

As our Queen finished, She ordered Misty to move away and for me to take out myself from her stern. I stood there with my tool begging to cum as Misty kept her tight hold on me, denying me of my release. My nance pointed to Her feet and took my place at Her ft and at Her parliamentary law, I masturbated at a fever rake as Misty freed my balls and I came all over my pouf's substructure, roach after rope of my seed splashed onto Her toes and articulatio talocruralis. The joy I felt as my lust-filled bliss washed over me was only trumped by the site of Misty cleaning my cum from our pansy 's feet as I finished cumming.

An with our passions spent, our king had Misty exchange Her shoes and with a kiss for each of us. Our pansy rose and left our humble dwelling to go on Her date with another Irish bull. I love our Queen and someday I hope to wax above the rank of bull's eye # 4 and for me and my buff to be Her top two pets .