My thoughts drifted off to how it would be if he was my husband and how we would have interacted when he came back from work. I knew I would have kiss...d him as soon as he got home and hugged him tightly. How he would hug me from behind as I made coffee for him and we would share a cup of coffee. I had totally drifted off when I heard him enter the kitchen.I was feeling a little embarassed and shy after thinking stuff like that and so didnt say anything and continued making the coffee. I asked. She massaged the base of his manliness and ran her pinky up and down his sensuality. At last she found a snug place to rest it, sending him into uncontrollable spasms. She captured his hot lava, drinking every drop. They both collapsed to the floor, holding each other tightly, not believing what just took place. When they had both regained their senses, he assisted her to her feet. He covered her mouth once again with his, tasted himself in her, and groaned as he felt himself becoming aroused. I then lower my mouth to it, gently licking the head, and up the shaft. I begin taking it in my mouth, inch by inch until your full length is in my throat. I gag a bit but ignore it as you begin moaning. I continue to keep eye contact as I begin bobbing my head up and down. You entwine your fingers in my dark brown hair as you force my head down further onto your cock. A loud moan escapes from your mouth and I’m very pleased with myself. After a few minutes pass you finally decide to let up. I. I could break you, butbroken bitches don't last long. I need to know your answer is not being given in error."I heard her slinking across the room, and I followed, on all fours, when she beckoned out thebedroom. She led me, naked, through her house until we stopped at the front door. She opened it toreveal the trimmed bushes of her garden, and threw before me a black leather collar, studded andchained, engrained with silver letters "Bitch" upon the ring. She said, simply,"Choose."A cold gust.