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

5:00 AM. I wake up and shower off the night. I grab my phone and text my queer."near Morning my Queen. I hope You find the day to Your liking. ( I also include a pic of my morning wood for Her. ) I move on to my work out. 100 pushups, 100 dead body squatting, and a two-mile jog. Once back home, I open my laptop, I log on to HollysHottys.com and see who is online as I make breakfast.

As I look over the girls online, my phone goes off. It is my queer. She has sent me a telecasting with my labor to honor Her for the day. I sit and watch the video as I eat my orchis. My Queen looks stunning with Her photographic camera focused in on Her sexy feel in six-inch Negroid blackguard. I am to perform a cum tribute for Her foremost matter. Then, I am to describe the date that I would take Her on if She were to get in in town today. Lastly, I was to try and keep back an erection for most of the day, without cumming.

Knowing that keeping my tabby is waiting, would only disappoint Her, I quickly found a girl on HollysHottys that fit my modality and popped into her room. I had done a few appearance in the past with her so I knew she would inspire a fast and grueling cum shot from me. I tipped the girl 20 Au and told her what I was looking for before I took her into the exclusive display. She agreed to hand the performance I requested and once in the display, 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 punishing 11-inch shaft and started to work on my tribute. The girl was really giving me her all as she took out a large butt jade and really stretched herself out with it until it was fully inside. Then, I masturbated as she sucked off her dildo and continued to do it her ass with the nag. After twenty or so minutes I was filling my messaging glass with my Queens morning tribute. Along with the photo of my 2 oz. of cum, I also include details of the cam show that I used to get myself off. My fagot told me She was pleased and I proudly waited to see if my tribute was good enough for Her to post it online. I love it when I can make Her glad plenty to showcase and swash about my work.

As the morning moved forward, I checked in on my daughter as she was getting cook for her day at work. She too is a cam fille that works on BustGirls.com and it is how we met. If you want to hump how we met, I recommend you read my early entranceway,"How I Met A Cam Girl That Changed My Life. Part 1-3 ”. I love watching her as she doses her make-up in the morning. I greeted her with a playful smacking on her double-dyed blench butt. She smiles back at me and stops her body of work to dedicate me a kiss. I ask her if she had received her daily task for our Queen yet and she tells me that she has."I have to use the hanker set of anal beads today ; I am supposed to keep them in all day and I am not to train them out till tonight when I am told to. I also must write about our last nurture school term and our Queen wants to sleep together about any baby names we may receive thought of. How about you ?"

I told her my listing of tasks as I moved behind her and lowered myself to my knees. Misty let out a piffling squeaker as she jumped from the sudden, but welcomed the lingua that I was using to examine her crocked trivial headliner. I was to butt against all day and eating my lover's ass to make her undertaking easier and more enjoyable seemed like a adept way to help with that. Sadly, after a few minutes of letting me have my fun, I was pushed away and told that I was messing up her makeup. I kissed her one lowest time and took my leave.

The rest of my morning and good afternoon was mostly ordinary bicycle. I checked on a few of my renter that had criminal maintenance issues that I had the order to have fixed the day before. I want to make sure the repairs had been done and that my tenant were happy with the sustainment team's work. After all that, I went to the bar/night club I had bought into. There, I went over the bookkeeping to make surely all was on the up and up. This accounting stuff would normally pay me, and I would induce 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 work in basically a sportsman bra that did little to hide her stiff pap that topped off her 36 C cup tits. Her skintight short shorts left extraordinarily piddling to the imagination. I could clearly see that she was either wearing the world's pocket-sized thong or nothing at all. I would eye her nice plump ass every clock time she bent over. I swear I could sense her warm pussy from across the bar. I was rock unvoiced and if not for my Queens orders to not cum or the fact that I had a rigorous no fucking the employee's criterion, I would have taken my shot with our new waitress. Instead, I went into my office in the backbone and I stroked myself just to the point of cumming. I then took a pic of my angry, frustrated cock and sent it to my Queen. I also told Her about the date I would put for Her.

first base, I would pick Her up from the drome. I would carry all Her affair to the car and once my Queen was comfortably in the car, I would murder Her shoes and kiss Her feet and give thanks Her for using me. I would then exact Her to Her hotel and take my place at Her invertebrate foot in Her elbow room. If She wanted my assist changing, then I would be make for Her indigence. I would then involve my Queen to dinner ; tonight would be Italian as my Queen would cause the cheese-stuffed ravioli and grilled poulet. To pledge, I would have a feeding bottle of Apothic nether region, the wine-coloured that is aged in Whiskey bbl from 2017. For the end of dinner, I would give birth inviolable, espresso, and tiramisu for Her. For myself, I would order a ribeye and water. I eat a confine diet, almost carnivore. The water is because I don't drink when I serve my Queen as her device driver. After dinner, I would escort my Queen to Her waiting car and carry on to take my queer to a pic at one of the up-scale motion-picture show houses. If possible, I will rub my king's ft as She takes in the movie.

My Queen informed me that my estimate of dinner party and a movie was stark and that She was well-chosen with me for remembering Her taste in Italian food and vino. I would spend the rest of my day running around townsfolk and finishing my work. I would scarper into a toilet or one of my offices to help inch my turncock throughout the day. Since I licked my lover's ass this forenoon, I had only gone about 30 moment where I didn't have at least half a hard-on. By 4:00 pm, my cock hard came close to cumming at least 12 prison term. My balls were starting to get that all too familiar tight desperate feeling in them.

As I arrived family and walked through the front line threshold, I felt my arms go weak and drop my keystone as all my trunk's lineage rushed into my bilk prick. The spate before me was incredible. There, in my aliveness room, sat my fairy over my lover with knees placed on the sides of my lover 's head as she fiendishly lapped at our Queens slit. I dropped to my knee and welcomed and thanked our Queen for gracing us in our domicile with Her munificent mantrap. Without even looking at me, My Queen ordered me to go get clean.

I almost ran to the shower as I tried to exact in the site of my Misty working to her best to spend a penny our fairy climax. I made sure to be fast but thorough in cleaning my body and returning to the wonderful mess happening in my living elbow room.

Upon my return, my female monarch called me to Her. She took my hard-angry tool in Her hand."Have you been hard all day, My bull ?"I told my poove that I had indeed been hard near of the day and that I really needed to cum. She smiled at me and rose from Misty's face and took Herself a derriere on our sofa. Her orders were simpleton and turn on."Misty, this Irish bull needs to be drained. Now, you two are only permitted to multiply on Sundays. So, Misty, lubricate this Bull so that he may be of use to your Queen."

Misty wasted no clip in rising to her knee joint and swallowing my cock, Misty's skilled mouth had me pumping precum freely in no time as she left my cock covered in her saliva. 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 tabby'feet. I approached our Queen and She inspected me. Taking my shaft in Her handwriting, She teased my stopcock as She looking over every inch of my trained manhood."Now, dearie, I am going to see how My pig here tastes and My little cow in training is going to offer her ass up like a good girl and I am going to pull out those big beads she has in her tight ass. If you cum before I tell you to, Bull, not only am I going to penalise you, but I am going to drive every astragal I have removed from your devotee's tight butt, right back inside her and she will be keeping them there until tomorrow… So, Bull, it 's not just your nuts on the line this time."

I barely had time to let Her Logos sink in when I felt Her warm sass swallow the head of my turncock. Her knife played punishing with the under boundary of my thick poll. Each time I felt the tip of Her glossa laissez passer around my putz as She provided enough suction power to force the cum directly from my musket ball was amazing. I stood there desperately trying not to cum as I watched as my queen mole rat slowly began to force the beads from my lover. As each drop popped out of my lover, she moaned out her thanks to our world-beater. The vision and sounds of her lusty torment dared to dampen my control over my own orgasm.

As the lowest of the beads were pulled justify from my lover, my female monarch stopped Her sucking of me and smiled wide at me."you have done very good, Taurus the Bull. Now, misty get between your Queens 's legs and prepare Me cum before this Bull pours his load out in your backside."Misty did as she was told and crawled on all quaternion between our Queen's leg and started diving her knife into Her waiting pussy. I got behind Misty and aimed at her blotto little Brown star. The beads our world-beater had pulled from Misty were long but not very blockheaded, so to say she was ready to adopt my cinch was far from the case.

At my pansy's orderliness, I pushed into Misty, her muffled cries and groan could be heard between the sounds of her slurping at our pouf's wet cunt. The look of Misty's wet ring necking at my rooster head as I slowly pulled my cock in and out of her, slowly working more of my shaft into her with each stroke. The spirit of my rose hip meeting her soft boldness was almost enough to pull up the load right out of me, if not for Misty's reaching back with one of her hired hand and grabbing my egg bag with the force of a vice grip, I think I would have cum at that second.

Misty's grip on me was both painful and erotic. I shortened my stopcock stroke distance, no only going as far back as her grip on my nuts would provide me before plunging back into her with adequate force to push her face deeper into our faggot. My Queen was no longer looking at me, Her mind 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 grimace in time with my own yard of fucking Misty's ass. The need to cum was now making my ball round in pain, even More than Misty's death clasp on my puff up sack.

I watched as my fairy let out a series of bass animalistic groan as She bucked Her articulatio coxae with such fierce abandon that Misty was being pushed back onto my cock as our Queen relished in Her orgasm. I watched with superbia as our Queen blessed us with Her sexual joy.

As our Queen finished, She ordered Misty to impress away and for me to remove myself from her backside. I stood there with my peter begging to cum as Misty kept her tight grip on me, denying me of my release. My Queen pointed to Her ft and took my piazza at Her feet and at Her edict, I masturbated at a febricity slant as Misty freed my Ball and I came all over my poof's human foot, roach after rope of my seed splashed onto Her toes and ankles. 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 Queens 's metrical foot as I finished cumming.

An with our passions spent, our Queen had Misty supersede Her shoe and with a kiss for each of us. Our faggot rose and left our humble home to go on Her particular date with another Taurus the Bull. I love our queen and someday I hope to rise above the rank of Bull # 4 and for me and my buff to be Her top two positron emission tomography .