Heading Back to The Heartland.

The sun was bright all weekend as Mistress and slave enjoyed the final two days of our glorious Holiday escape. But duty calls. We head home today, most reluctantly. If not, sooner or later the folks we work for might notice that we are missing!

Of course, we did get in some weekend nookie. Sunday morning slave deployed most effectively Mistress's favorite power tool to supplement the more mundane attentions of slave's attentive tongue. The result was what you might expect: a nice shuddering climax for Mistress that primed the pump for further proceedings as the sun rose over the mountain that lurked outside our bedroom window.

Mistress returned the favor by having her slave insert "your device" (the aneros) which always has the effect of making slave's cock particularly insistent when it comes time for Mistress to do a little cock riding.

Awaiting us back in River City seems to be a week of gray gloom, with the first dusting of snow of the season bound to put the locals in a bitchy mood. And of course there is the long depressing hangover the community will be struggling to shed after Saturday night's embarrassing melt-down by the local Pussycats, who once again were not ready for prime time.

Of course we do have some darling daughters and grandkids to catch up with.  That's good right?

But all in all, Mistress and slave seem most content out here in the sunny southwest, where life is laid back, the sun is shining, and a neighbor with a 50 year old tractor named Sam can be enlisted to help unclog a snow buried driveway.

Now if she can only find a cowboy side-dish.