The percolating coffee aroma had all the girls and Crash up and at the table with my folks as I was taking the food off the stove.I knew what everyone...liked: eggs, bacon, sausage, scrapple, pancakes, an omelet for Ching Lee and Marcy, plenty of toast with orange juice and coffee made it a morning power meal. I asked Jake and Mindy if anyone wanted anything fixed differently for them.I watch as Jake made a breakfast sandwich, a slice of buttered toast, layered with bacon then an egg, then two. ”Without a word I led her upstairs, into her bedroom. She immediately posed for the cuffs, but I said I was already up so they were not needed for foreplay.“Then how about we start doggie, I will settle to my belly after a bit,” she said.“Why doggie?”“I ... I want to imagine you in my mouth.”“Not an option without a spider-gag,” I said. I knew some chicas that had tasted blood with “fresh sausage” when a man tried to force oral! Unaided oral sex needed trust or an immediate known mortal threat,. She looked at me and smiled, then signaled with her hand for me to get up and move towards her. She gave me a kiss, and guided me into bed next to her. We both fell a sleep quickly and slept for about 12 hours.I awoke to mistress caressing my cheek and gently kissing me, and guided my head down to between her legs and I cupped my mouth around her pussy, I knew what she wanted, and what she was going to do, so I waited, and as she began to relieve herself, I swallowed every drop of her pee.We. ”“Anything you ask ... Might say ‘no’, but it doesn’t hurt to ask.”“You’ll come get me?”“Of course.”“You’ll bring me home when I’m ready to go home?”“Where ever home might be.”“Yeah,” I said. “That’s still up in the air.”“I’m not trying to get you into my lair for a wrestling match.”“Nice to know. Does your definition of ‘wrestling’ encompass, perhaps, a bit of snuggling?”“Pleasant to think about,” he said.“Perhaps so,” I returned. “Just ... Not past that. Not right now.”“I understand. Wasn’t.