The cell phone on the dresser across the room.
Now normally Slave and Mistress simply ignore such aural distractions, like I try to ignore the cat crawling across my back when I am grazing betwixt Mistress's shapely thighs.
But I had a feeling that this was my adult daughter, calling about arrangements for me to collect my cute grandsons later in the AM and take them swimming at our athletic club. And since she's one of those contrarian millenials who has no cell phone and relies on a land line, I knew I had to pick up or maybe miss her all together once she left the house.
Mistress was none too happy when I ceased my plunging into those delightful clean shaven folds to take this call, though she understood once I provided an explanation. Sure enough, it was my daughter and we established our co-ordiantes quickly, with minimal small talk.
And I was extremely fortunate that Mistress welcomed me back into her arms (and folds), my cock still amply attuned to resuming its prior activity con mucho gusto. After all, she'd already had at least two cums. She might have deferred me to later, I suppose.
Once we had resumed, I commented on the unfortuante interruption.
"Do you think it occurs to a 34 year old woman with 2 kids that when she calls her 62 year old Dad at 9 am, be might be having sex with his wife?"
"I doubt it Slave.... we probably have more sex than they do."
She's probably right. Slave is a lucky guy after all.
Speaking of luck, well the WC's Donkeys ran out of it last night. I watched that entertaining game until shortly after halftime, when the Broncos were up against the dreaded Crows 28-21, after two kick returns for TDs.
No way PFM loses at home with that type of an assist from his special teams, right?
We go to see Zero Dark Thirty (an amazing movie BTW) and get home at around 10 pm . I check ESPN. Incredibly, they tell me that the Mile High team ends up losing in double overtime. Did they all light up some of that newly legalized ganja on the sidelines after that kick-off return to start the 2nd half? Were they all humming "Rocky Mountain High" rather than listening to PFM bark audibles? I mean, that is a collapse that only my Pussycats could pull off!
Miguel, I'm thinking the Donkeys might have been better off keeping Tim Tebow, who got them through at least one play-off game last year, right?Did the Good Lord intervene and punish John Elway last night for forsaking his chosen one?
Better luck next season, WC. Maybe the good Lord will have bigger equines to fry. (or would it be send to the glue factory?)
