Yesterday, Marc Divigny, aka, the Cuckolder, whined a bit about a blog that had strayed from eye candy and sex to handicapping the upcoming NFL season.
Thanks for the reminder, Marc. Sometimes we do get a little distracted. But apparently we aren't the only one. D, Mistress's prospective suitor, was texting me about the River City Pussycats game yesterday. Apparently he can't keep his mind in the gutter either.
So before we head to the airport for the long trip back to the tedium of work and River City, let me get back on theme here/
I can report a couple of things:
First, before we enjoyed our last day here in the sun, slave broke out Mistress's favorite power tool, sliding it between her thighs and enjoying the sights, sounds and sensations as she surged her clean shaven folds against it. I do enjoy frustrating her a bit, withdrawing its business end a bit just as she seems on the edge of release. But I am not all that disciplined about it. When she asked me permission to cum, I was happy to give her the green light. And, after her impressive explosion, Mistress returned the favor, allowing he to thrust inside and take my own pleasure.
Soon Mistress was out on our patio.
"It may be my last sunbathing until next spring, Slave."
"Hard to imagine, Mistress.... but I guess this means summer is now officially over."
I was happy to perform my sunscreen smearing duties. And can confirm that after a week here in the sunny SW, Mistress's tan lines are, at least for now, gone, gone, gone.
Is that better, Marc?
Well, some are more enthusiastic about football than others.
ReplyDeleteImpressive job with the tan lines Molly.
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Much better post. Perhaps I look more closely than most but from a certain angle I seem to detect the slightest and sexiest hint of a tan line. Am I just seeing things?
ReplyDeleteFor awhile there I thought you were going to stick to one of my acceptable forms of cuckold sex, then you went and spoiled it. Maybe D is upset now.
MD