I woke up, and Kiki smiled at me, kissed me, then leant forward again and fixed the collar around my neck.

She had said we could give birth a romanticistic day today, after yesterday 's activity, I 'd asked if that could include using the collar and she 'd smiled. That collar was one of two leash I 'd bought her for her bachelor girl company, she 'd used the other one back then, the one which fastened around my dick and balls. That one only signified she owned my dick, this one signified she owned me, totally, spirit, thinker, body, and soul. I liked that, just like I liked how she 'd had `` attribute of Kiki '' inscribed in my wedding ceremony ring.

So I was hers. I was n't expecting us to do anything kinky, we 'd done mint of that yesterday, but whatever we did, I 'd ( try ) to be thinking of just doing it for Kiki 's benefit, and Kiki was absolved of any responsibility to care about me and my desires. I like being Kiki's.

She lay back on the bed, spread her legs, and drew them up, then told me, `` Quickly, then make the flapcake. '' First Order of business was to get Kiki off, but she was also impatient to get to breakfast, so I should n't take my meter about it. In normal circumstances, I might be disappointed about the order for quickness, I like to take my time and enjoy the process, but such observation was not allowed today. So I went down on her.

Going down on Kiki is still one of my favorite things to do, quick or not, but I tried to execute the remit, as practiced I could. Soon, she was moaning and writhing satisfactorily, then she came. I left her flavorless on the bed smiling vacantly, and went to my adjacent task, the pancakes.

I 'm a reasonable cook, Kiki is most definitely not. She appreciates when I do falsify for her, and seems to particularly like my flapjack. I 'm well-chosen to oblige in normal circumstances, today I was on a mission. I put on just the apron to protect myself. The apron has a picture of muscly man's torso on the front and had been modified by the wardrobe department, it had a flapping through which my peter could be accessed. My dick was of course, heavy. I may have woken up hard, if I had n't I 'd own been laborious since I saw Kiki with the leash. My dick was poking through the flap, making it a little tent.

I had, sometimes, cooked wearing some of her lingerie, as a chagrin. While I do like being humiliated, that one never really worked for us. The estimation turned me on, but the realism fell mat, so the approximation got quietly dropped. But anyway, that was n't the sort of matter to do for today. Though if Kiki had mentioned she wanted it, we all know, I 'd wear whatever she said.

I 'm working away, and the pancakes are progressing nicely, when Kiki puts in an appearance. She 's wearing just some of her spike heel blackguard, nothing else. It 's a smell she feels comfortable in, and that is one of my bit front-runner outfits. With my condition for the day, she does n't feel the demand to indulge to my whims. She 's rocking the 'just woke up'vibration, or maybe, the ‘ OMG, that was some seed'vibe. Either way, that 's aphrodisiacal on Kiki. Kiki just ca n't help but be sexy. Her farsighted blond fuzz is messy for once though, but that doesn't detract, just makes her even sexier. I'm so lucky.

She walks into the kitchen, and kisses me. The heels put her at the right height to kiss easily, without the heels she 's a little shorter than me. I 'm busy, so I ca n't put as much cause as I 'd wish into the kiss. She delves into the flap on the apron, and gives me a little hug. I moan appreciatively, but then she backs off and sits behind the breakfast bar. That leaves nothing to the imagination, as her knees part ; I try to condense on the cooking.

The griddlecake are successfully served, with blueberry bush for Kiki, mine have chocolate chips. I go to remove the apron, and she smiles at me, then nods towards her feet. That was an idea which arose at the same prison term as the intimate apparel, that I should `` serve '' her along with breakfast. That idea worked out better for us than the intimate apparel one.

So I shuck the apron and kneel under the breakfast bar, the sole problem is Kiki again tells me, `` Quickly, '' this time adding, `` Or it 'll get cold. '' My priorities might accept been different, but today, what Kiki wants, is what issue. So under the breakfast bar, I find a very wet pussy, between widely spread legs. If I thought about it, I might wonder how she manages to go along her balance during all this, but that 's not what I was worrying about.

Again, I did get her off quickly, then I emerged from under the breakfast bar to eat my flapcake. Kiki was smiling and gripping the comeback. She had n't managed to eat much of the flapcake, but had spilt some syrup ( blueberry syrup ) on the counter. I wiped up the spill, then sat down next to Kiki to enjoy my griddlecake, where she squeezed my keister. I 'm happy, but I'm getting pretty horny.

After I finished, Kiki decided she wanted a Bath and a massage. I went to take in the tub, while Kiki lingered over the finis of her flannel cake. I came back and picked her up, she held me around the neck opening, and I carried her to the lav. She 's quite twee, so that 's not a problem for me, she likes me carrying her like that.

In the lavatory, she kicked off her shoes, and I set her down in the tub. Then, I set about washing her, that 's something which maybe should be demeaning and degrading, just what I like to do, but it 's not. That's not what the turn on is, it 's uplift, I 'm getting to find her all over. I like that, she appreciates that, she relaxed and sighed as I worked. Soapy hands running over nude flesh, particularly over titty, is very sensual. It was certainly turning me on more, I started to think I might just explode if something did n't hap, but I did n't bother Kiki with that detail.

After the bath, I toweled her dry and picked her up again, and set her down on the bed. She rolled over onto her front, so I could get to exercise. After some experimenting, we'd found she liked me massaging her, so she 'd gotten me a course of study on how to do it properly, so I 'm a certified massage therapist now. Of course of instruction, there are some matter I do n't do by the book, like right draping ( I do n't report her at all ), and my deal can be more intimate than you 're supposed to be ( with maybe a happy ending for Kiki ). I 'd be arrested if I charged money for the service. It 's actually boilersuit well-off if we use the massage table ( which is folded up in the closet currently, $ 60 on Amazon, amazing ), but some things you can do easily on the bed.

So anyway, I get the jojoba oil and worked on her delts ( berm ), which made her suspire contentedly. She got a lot of tensity in her shoulders, typical for a big slam like a CEO. I use my `` special massage tool '' on her cervix and shoulder. That 's what she calls it when I whack her with my stiff prick. That was a joke the first time I did it, but it seems the tone of being pounded with a knockout, yet yielding gumshoe is quite an effective technique. It does n't usually do anything for me, but today I think I ca n't do that too a good deal, or I 'll get my `` special massage cream '' all over her. That 's something you ca n't do using the real massage table.

So I move on down her back, and onto one of my favorites, her gluteal muscle ( butt ). I pay special attention to the glutes, whether they need it or not. Kiki 's never complained about that. Then down onto her hamstrings, the back of the thigh. If I 'm trying to get her a happy ending, my hands will tramp further up her privileged thigh, but today I 'm just teasing, so again she sighs as I move down her pegleg again. I just feel so happy massaging Kiki, I have a permagrin on my cheek, I 'm not sure why I like it so much, it 's so sensual, and it probably solicitation to my submissive side, serving her like that.

Now it 's time for her to turn over, so I can do her presence. I notice there 's a lowly moistness patch where she was lying. She could have asked me to get her off at anytime, and I 'd be happy to bind, but for now, she 's content with the ribbing. I 'm for sure she 'll get to that later. I 'm also hoping, she 'll get to my hard on sometime, it 's feeling like it 's going to set off, sooner rather than later.

So on the front, I start paying tending to her pecs. Now on a charwoman, the bosom are on top of the pectoral muscle, so that 's just an excuse to play with her boobs some. Again, Kiki has never objected to that. Now, I still think that Kiki 's dumbbell are the most perfect in existence. Now, I do make out what missive they are, 32DDD, she 's slender so while they 're not totally humongous compared to others, they look really big and stand out. I like them.

I move down and onto her quads ( thighs ), again paying particular care to her inside thigh, but just teasing her. The wet spot has grown by now, she 's definitely horny, that 's really obvious, her leg seemingly have a mind of their own and have spread to reveal her very wet ( shaved of form, ) pussy.

Finally, I get to her feet. animal foot is how this bathing/massage matter started. We both found it very fleshly when I washed and massaged her metrical foot. Not to mention the trouncing and toe sucking. So I thoroughly massaged her feet, to an complement of groan, such that you might opine she was actually getting soundly fucked. Then, I started on the licking and the sucking, thoroughly exploring each toe and the integral metrical foot, Kiki was sounding like she might irrupt. Though I was worrying about me just exploding anytime soon, I did manage to cease, unexploded, and knelt at her feet waiting for her next whim.

Kiki sighed contentedly, and stretched languidly. She looked at me, with lackadaisical half closed eyes, and beckoned me to her. She opened her moth invitingly, and I knelt next to her head. Her mouth took me in, ( another matter that 's difficult with the material massage table, ) and jazz ! I did explode. I came in her mouth instantly. Then collapsed onto the bed.

Now, if you really want to analyze that, it may not be Kiki being selfless, as that might seem. It could be purely selfish, giving cock sucking is her favorite sex act, a fact I 'm eternally thankful for, I could feel hangdog that I didn't afford her a chance to delight it, but that moment, there was very short happening in my brain. ( She may also has another motivation we 'll see later. )

So I 'm lying there, pretty much out of it, when I feel something poking me. When I look, Kiki is lying there, smiling, propped up on one elbow. When she sees she has my attending, she exaggeratedly flops onto her back and point over to the easily hot seat in the turning point. I know what that means, but I first had to get up off the bed, not an easy thing in my current condition.

Well, Kiki wants it, and that 's my current job, what she wants. So I make the capital cause to get up, then manage to pick her up again and persuade her over to the hot seat. She 's not helping ; she 's totally boneless after the massage. I can appreciate that, a good massage will do that to you, and Kiki does like my massages. The chair is the favorite way for both of us to get oral sex. You can sit there and watch the other working away between your legs, if you 're on the bed, you do n't see that. Kneeling in presence of the other, to go down on them is such a turn on, that is my front-runner favorite thing to do.

Even better when she says, `` hold your time. '' That really is my favorite, I get to enjoy myself. I 'm doing Kiki 's bid, but it does n't stand for I ca n't delight it as well. I enjoy doing whatever she wants, but this is perfective. She 's slumped in the chair, her butt half-hanging off the tail, and her legs spread as all-encompassing as they 'll go. perfective for easy access, she 's so fix for this, that lots is obvious. She 's so juicy, and her rim are open and puffy, and her clitoris is peeking out.

I start really gently, if I 'm not careful, she 'll set off. Danger ! Unexploded Kiki ! That thought wanders across my brain, not much else is going on up there, I 'm concentrating on doing this right. I manage to not immediately set her off, and set about teasing her as much as possible. She writhed around, and moaned, seemingly desperate to fall. I 'm sure she was, but she does seem to like it if I draw this out as much as possible, so that 's what I did.

But eventually, I could n't stay the inevitable any longer, she came. She screamed, went rigid with her butt off the arse, then slumped back onto the chairman, boneless and silent. I kept my place, kneeling between her leg, smiling up at her, waiting for another whimsey. She stirs, smiles down at me and says, `` Fuck me. ``

That 's her other motive for blowing me former, I 'm going to give her a much better fuck if I do n't immediately irrupt on entering her. After performing my best-loved natural process on her, I 'm toilsome of course, and fucking Kiki is one of my pet things to do, though I think the going down her just edges it out, but it 's closemouthed there.

Again, I get to pick up the boneless Kiki, and berth her gently on the bed. None of her muscles seem to be working either, except for her smile muscularity. She 's still smiling a very vacant smile at me. The smile has been a permanent wave regular this break of day, she 's usually a happy smiley person, just another one of the things I like about Kiki.

So I try to do it the way she likes it best, I enter her gently and she sighs and melts even further into the bed. Then sluttish assuage thrusting to get her warmed up, when the signs are good, I speed up, then she's coming. Now it's meter to go all out, this won't end long, it can't last long before I'll collapse, I just hope I can keep it up long enough for both of us to fare again.

She's hardly finished coming, and she's coming again, that's goodness I'm getting close, to both coming, and collapsing from debilitation. Kiki's coming blending into a third, which pushes me over the bound, I come inside of her, then I collapse into a sweaty panting heap on top of Kiki.

We're both out of it after that, but I regain some of my wits, and considering the new found enthusiasms from yesterday, I summon up the energy to move. Kiki makes a foiled question auditory sensation when she feels me moving off of her. She does like being pinned under me like that, but I hope she'll like this better.

I move down and spread her legs, then plunge into her messy open air pussy. She makes another interrogative sound, this one sounds much more approbatory, followed by"Oooooh."What trivial breather she has, goes out of her, and what little heftiness control she had, fails, and she's again melt into the bed again.

I'm not thinking much, but what I'm thinking is along the wrinkle of"I love Kiki,"and"Kiki loves this."So the stopping point of the syllogism is,"I love this."( I'm not sure the system of logic actually holds up, but I don't caution. ) So I'm not finding it degrading, but uplifting, and a twist on. I'm still not fond of the taste, but I can live with that.

It 's not long before she comes, and I move back up to hug her. It 's a while before her eyes flutter open, she 's been smiling all along, but now the smile grows as she sees me watching her. She reaches down and hale my hard on, it had grown while I 'd gone down on her, and was poking her thigh. She manages to raise her principal, and look towards the easy chair, and says, `` Blowjob. ``

As I said, a blowjob is her favorite, and that 's what she wants to do now, I 'm happy about that. Not that I'd ever object to a cock sucking, it ranks right up there with fucking on my listing of favorite things to do. So I pick her up, go to the chair, and set her pile in nominal head of me, before sitting down, and letting her do her thing. I 'm watching her kneel bare between my branch, that 's so hot. She reaches for my dick, grasps it and leans forward to hire me into her mouth.

I 've said it before, she gives the best cock sucking in the man. I know this for a fact, and today 's blowjob was her very best. She was taking her prison term to enjoy it, I know what that 's like, and being on the receiving end of it was totally listen blowing. And my thinker was blown, repeatedly, along with my dick. I was the one writhing and moaning this time, I was sweating strong than after the fuck.

Finally, she lets me come. I 've no bone, or muscles left to use by this fourth dimension, and I just melt into the chair. When my wits start to return, she 's sitting on my second joint, watching me, she sees me spread my optic and leans forward to hug me. That 's nice. Then, she reaches forward and reaches for the collar, and asks, `` You do n't mind if consume this off, do you ? I want you back as you. ``

I 'm not going to object to anything she wants, but I have n't regained the exponent of speech yet, so I grunt, in a blackball way, I do n't beware. So she removes the collar. I 'm not going to be good for anything for a spell anyway. But, Kiki is turned on by the C job. I notice her rubbing her pussy on my second joint and leaving a wet track, I think about trying to help her with that, but she just tell me, `` No, you just lie there. '' Then, she starts rubbing herself on my thigh, that 's different. Then, she adds some digit, feeling her clit to help her.

It was quite some show. I was starting to opine, I might be able to get concern, when she comes and collapses on top of me. I think we 're both pretty much done for now. We lay like that for a while, before we got up the strength to get back to bed. Then, we just cuddled for almost of the rest of the day. I did go down on her a few time, and she got on top of me to get me off. It was a good day.

I think, I hope, Kiki was doing all that just for her own use, that 's what I wanted. But, if she 'd asked me what my staring day of her indulging me was, it 'd turn over out pretty similar. I 'm never certain with Kiki if she 's doing something for my, or her, welfare. Maybe that 's why we work so well together, it works out for both of us. I do love her a lot, and the sex certainly helps .