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

She had said we could have a romantic day today, after yesterday 's activities, I 'd asked if that could include using the collar and she 'd smiled. That apprehension was one of two collars I 'd bought her for her bachelorette party, she 'd used the former one back then, the one which fastened around my dick and formal. That one only signified she owned my pecker, this one signified she owned me, totally, heart, mind, body, and soul. I liked that, just like I liked how she 'd had `` prop of Kiki '' inscribed in my wedding ring.

So I was hers. I was n't expecting us to do anything kinky, we 'd done plenty 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 flannel-cake. '' First parliamentary law of business was to get Kiki off, but she was also raring to get to breakfast, so I should n't take my time about it. In formula circumstances, I might be disappointed about the order for quickness, I like to rent my time and savor the mental process, but such reflection was not allowed today. So I went down on her.

Going down on Kiki is still one of my favorite affair to do, quick or not, but I tried to accomplish the remitment, as best I could. Soon, she was moaning and writhing satisfactorily, then she came. I left her monotone on the bed smiling vacantly, and went to my next chore, the pancakes.

I 'm a sane Captain Cook, Kiki is virtually definitely not. She appreciates when I do misrepresent for her, and seems to particularly like my griddlecake. I 'm glad to obligate in normal consideration, today I was on a delegacy. I put on just the forestage to protect myself. The apron has a delineation of muscly man's trunk on the forepart and had been modified by the wardrobe department, it had a flap through which my hawkshaw could be accessed. My dick was of course of instruction, hard. I may make woken up hard, if I had n't I 'd make been surd since I saw Kiki with the shoe collar. My pecker 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 idea turned me on, but the reality fell unconditional, so the idea 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 jade 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 cad, cypher else. It 's a smell she feels well-fixed in, and that is one of my second favorite getup. With my position for the day, she does n't sense the need to pander to my whim. She 's rocking the 'just woke up'vibe, or maybe, the ‘ OMG, that was some come'vibration. Either way, that 's aphrodisiac on Kiki. Kiki just ca n't help but be sexy. Her long blonde hairsbreadth 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 ripe height to kiss easily, without the heels she 's a little short than me. I 'm engaged, so I ca n't put as much try as I 'd wish into the candy kiss. She delves into the flap on the proscenium, and gives me a petty hug. I moan appreciatively, but then she backs off and sits behind the breakfast bar. That leaves goose egg to the mental imagery, as her knees part ; I try to concentrate on the cooking.

The pancakes are successfully served, with blueberries for Kiki, mine have chocolate scrap. I go to remove the apron, and she smiles at me, then nods towards her feet. That was an idea which arose at the Lapp prison term as the lingerie, that I should `` attend '' her along with breakfast. That idea worked out better for us than the lingerie one.

So I shuck the apron and kneel under the breakfast bar, the lone trouble is Kiki again tells me, `` Quickly, '' this time adding, `` Or it 'll get stale. '' My anteriority might have been unlike, but today, what Kiki wants, is what topic. So under the breakfast bar, I find a very wet kitty-cat, between widely spread leg. If I thought about it, I might wonder how she manages to prevent her Libra 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 pancakes. Kiki was smiling and gripping the counter. She had n't managed to eat much of the flapcake, but had spilt some sirup ( blueberry bush syrup ) on the counter. I wiped up the spill, then sat down next to Kiki to enjoy my hotcake, where she squeezed my arse. I 'm happy, but I'm getting pretty horny.

After I finished, Kiki decided she wanted a bath and a massage. I went to draw the bathtub, while Kiki lingered over the last of her flannel cake. I came back and picked her up, she held me around the neck opening, and I carried her to the privy. She 's quite dainty, so that 's not a problem for me, she likes me carrying her like that.

In the bathroom, she kicked off her shoes, and I set her down in the bath. 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 uplifting, I 'm getting to finger her all over. I like that, she appreciates that, she relaxed and sighed as I worked. Soapy hands running over naked flesh, particularly over knocker, is very sensual. It was certainly turning me on more, I started to suppose I might just explode if something did n't befall, but I did n't rile 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 movement, so I could get to work. After some experimenting, we'd found she liked me massaging her, so she 'd generate me a course on how to do it properly, so I 'm a certified massage therapist now. Of course, there are some things I do n't do by the account book, like proper draping ( I do n't overcompensate her at all ), and my hands 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 religious service. It 's actually boilersuit well-off if we use the massage table ( which is folded up in the wardrobe currently, $ 60 on Amazon, amazing ), but some things you can do better on the bed.

So anyway, I get the jojoba oil and worked on her delts ( shoulders ), which made her sigh contentedly. She got a lot of tension in her shoulders, typical for a big dead reckoning like a CEO. I use my `` extra massage tool '' on her neck and shoulders. That 's what she calls it when I whack her with my stiff dick. That was a joke the commencement time I did it, but it seems the feeling of being pounded with a hard, yet yielding cock is quite an in effect technique. It does n't usually do anything for me, but today I think I ca n't do that too practically, or I 'll get my `` special massage ointment '' 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 glutes ( butt ). I pay especial attending to the glutes, whether they need it or not. Kiki 's never complained about that. Then down onto her hamstring tendon, the back of the thigh. If I 'm trying to get her a happy ending, my hands will roam further up her inner second joint, but today I 'm just tantalization, so again she sighs as I move down her wooden leg again. I just feel so happy massaging Kiki, I have a permagrin on my face, I 'm not sure why I like it so much, it 's so sensual, and it probably appeal to my submissive side, serving her like that.

Now it 's metre for her to become over, so I can do her social movement. I notice there 's a lowly dampness patch where she was lying. She could birth asked me to get her off at anytime, and I 'd be felicitous to oblige, but for now, she 's mental object with the tantalization. I 'm certainly 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 explode, rather rather than later.

So on the front line, I start paying attention to her musculus pectoralis. Now on a fair sex, the boobs are on top of the pecs, so that 's just an excuse to toy with her boobs some. Again, Kiki has never objected to that. Now, I still think that Kiki 's knocker are the most gross in existence. Now, I do know what letter they are, 32DDD, she 's sylphlike so while they 're not totally banging compared to others, they look really big and stand out. I like them.

I move down and onto her quads ( thigh ), again paying item attention to her internal thigh, but just teasing her. The wet spot has grown by now, she 's definitely aroused, that 's really obvious, her legs seemingly have a mind of their own and have spread to divulge her very wet ( shaved of trend, ) pussy.

Finally, I get to her feet. invertebrate foot is how this bathing/massage thing started. We both found it very sensual when I washed and massaged her foundation. Not to remark the trouncing and toe sucking. So I thoroughly massaged her animal foot, to an accompaniment of moans, such that you might think she was actually getting soundly fucked. Then, I started on the licking and the suck, thoroughly exploring each toe and the entire foot, Kiki was sounding like she might blow up. Though I was worrying about me just exploding anytime soon, I did manage to polish off, unexploded, and knelt at her metrical unit waiting for her succeeding whim.

Kiki sighed contentedly, and stretched languidly. She looked at me, with languorous one-half closed eyes, and beckoned me to her. She opened her moth invitingly, and I knelt next to her forefront. Her mouth took me in, ( another thing that 's unmanageable with the real massage table, ) and eff ! I did explode. I came in her mouth instantly. Then collapsed onto the bed.

Now, if you really want to take apart that, it may not be Kiki being altruistic, as that might appear. It could be purely selfish, giving blowjobs is her favorite sex act, a fact I 'm eternally thankful for, I could feel guilty that I didn't give her a chance to enjoy it, but that moment, there was very short happening in my brain. ( She may also has another motive 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 tending, she exaggeratedly flops onto her rear and points over to the easy chair in the corner. I know what that means, but I first had to get up off the bed, not an promiscuous thing in my current condition.

Well, Kiki wants it, and that 's my current job, what she wants. So I make the enceinte effort to get up, then manage to piece her up again and carry her over to the chair. She 's not helping ; she 's totally boneless after the massage. I can value that, a good massage will do that to you, and Kiki does like my massages. The death chair is the front-runner way for both of us to get oral sex. You can sit there and find out the early working away between your branch, if you 're on the bed, you do n't see that. Kneeling in front of the other, to go down on them is such a bend on, that is my deary favorite matter to do.

Even better when she says, `` take in your clip. '' That really is my dearie, I get to bask myself. I 'm doing Kiki 's bidding, but it does n't mean I ca n't enjoy it as well. I enjoy doing whatever she wants, but this is thoroughgoing. She 's slumped in the chair, her butt half-hanging off the nates, and her legs spread as all-embracing as they 'll go. Perfect for loose access, she 's so ready for this, that much is obvious. She 's so juicy, and her lip are open and puffy, and her clit is peeking out.

I start really gently, if I 'm not careful, she 'll explode. Danger ! Unexploded Kiki ! That thought wanders across my brain, not much else is going on up there, I 'm concentrating on doing this rightfulness. 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 descend. I 'm sure she was, but she does look to like it if I draw this out as much as possible, so that 's what I did.

But eventually, I could n't retard the inevitable any longer, she came. She screamed, went rigid with her rear end off the seat, then slumped back onto the president, boneless and silent. I kept my place, kneeling between her legs, smiling up at her, waiting for another whim. She stirs, smiles down at me and says, `` Fuck me. ``

That 's her other motive for blowing me before, I 'm going to have her a much substantially fuck if I do n't immediately explode on entering her. After performing my favourite activity on her, I 'm hard of course of action, and fucking Kiki is one of my dearie things to do, though I think the going down her just border it out, but it 's close there.

Again, I get to pick up the boneless Kiki, and stead her gently on the bed. None of her musculus seem to be working either, except for her smile heftiness. She 's still smiling a very vacant smile at me. The smile has been a permanent fixture this morning, she 's usually a happy smiley person, just another one of the affair 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 easy gentle thrusting to get her warmed up, when the augury are right, I speed up, then she's coming. Now it's time to go all out, this won't last long, it can't lowest long before I'll collapse, I just hope I can celebrate it up long enough for both of us to descend again.

She's hardly finished coming, and she's coming again, that's good I'm getting close, to both coming, and collapsing from exhaustion. Kiki's climax blends into a 3rd, which pushes me over the edge, I come inside of her, then I collapse into a sweaty panting mound 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 get-up-and-go to strike. Kiki makes a disappointed interrogative mood sound 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 heart-to-heart pussy. She makes another interrogative auditory sensation, this one sounds much more approve, followed by"Oooooh."What little breath she has, goes out of her, and what little muscle control she had, fails, and she's again thawing into the bed again.

I'm not thinking much, but what I'm thinking is along the lines of"I love Kiki,"and"Kiki loves this."So the stopping point of the syllogism is,"I love this."( I'm not sure the logic actually holds up, but I don't care. ) So I'm not finding it degrading, but uplifting, and a good turn on. I'm still not fond of the predilection, 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 heart flutter opened, she 's been smiling all along, but now the grin grows as she sees me watching her. She reaches down and squeezes my hard on, it had grown while I 'd gone down on her, and was poking her thigh. She manages to raise her head, and seem towards the prosperous electric chair, and says, `` cock sucking. ``

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 blowjob, it ranks right-hand up there with fucking on my lean of favorite things to do. So I pick her up, go to the president, and set her down in front of me, before sitting down, and letting her do her thing. I 'm watching her kneel naked between my pegleg, that 's so hot. She reaches for my shaft, savvy it and leans forward to take me into her mouth.

I 've said it before, she gives the adept blowjob in the globe. 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 thinker blowing. And my head was blown, repeatedly, along with my dick. I was the one writhing and moaning this meter, I was sweating hard than after the fuck.

Finally, she lets me come. I 've no bones, or sinew left to use by this time, and I just melt into the professorship. When my wits start to return, she 's sitting on my thigh, watching me, she sees me loose my eyes and leans forward to hug me. That 's gracious. Then, she reaches forward and reaches for the collar, and asks, `` You do n't mind if take 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 ability of lecture yet, so I grunt, in a electronegative mode, I do n't heed. So she removes the collar. I 'm not going to be soundly for anything for a while anyway. But, Kiki is turned on by the blow job. I notice her rubbing her snatch on my thigh and leaving a wet lead, I think about trying to help her with that, but she just tells me, `` No, you just lie there. '' Then, she starts rubbing herself on my thigh, that 's different. Then, she adds some fingers, feeling her clit to help oneself her.

It was quite some appearance. I was starting to think, I might be able to get occupy, when she comes and collapses on top of me. I think we 're both pretty a great deal done for now. We lay like that for a while, before we got up the forcefulness to get back to bed. Then, we just cuddled for near of the rest of the day. I did go down on her a few prison term, 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 delectation, that 's what I wanted. But, if she 'd asked me what my perfect day of her indulging me was, it 'd deform out pretty similar. I 'm never sure with Kiki if she 's doing something for my, or her, benefit. Maybe that 's why we work so well together, it works out for both of us. I do screw her a lot, and the sex certainly helps .