curvalicous1:

yessiraustralia-again:

I’d never met anyone more giving than her in my life. Sometimes she’d finish work early, come over to my house, let herself in and clean it for me. I’d come home to a pristine house, the smell of food in the oven, and her waiting with a big smile. I’d tell her how amazing it was that she did that for me and she’d beam. I’d beg her to stop doing it and she’d get sad. She took pride in being helpful. She took joy in serving me.

And it didn’t stop there. She was a giver in the bedroom too. For that matter, not just the bedroom. Any where I pulled my cock out. She was orally fixated. She loved to lick and suck me. Sometimes she’d look up at me, reading my reactions. Other times she’d be lost in the moment, just her and my cock. I could very well not be there if I wasn’t attached to it.

“Good girl,” moaned to her often snapped her out of that daze. She’d get so turned on, up the tempo, get hungry for my cum.

I don’t know if she’d always been like that or if it was just something we had. I know that no other man had ever bothered to try and make her cum. I was addicted to it. Every time she orgasmed it was a like a surprise to her. It was like a gift.

So here we were, me standing with my cock on the dining room table, the smell of dinner in the oven, and her showing me her adoring love.

[Custom written for demillama. I hope you love it.]

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