He says he's happy to stay home, and rest up for the day...

 

My love sends me off to work as he potters around the house, supposedly doing household chores and preparations for the warm meal that’ll greet me upon walking into our humble abode, later this evening.

Little does he know that every now and then, I check the live stream that I installed throughout the property to ascertain whether or not he cheats on me whilst I’m immersed in the corporate world earning a 6 digit income per annum to contribute to our comfortable lifestyle choices.

Hmm. That man mastered the art of driving a woman to the ends of the earth, in search of his deviant ways.

Defiant men with the blues shouldn’t be left home alone with too much time on their hands, especially when they have a needy young thing to pleasure several times a day.

I could tell that he was needy as I didn’t have time to finish him off a second time, after the first round of our primal fucking, early this morning.

His daily morning wood is the best part of my day. He makes me swell at the brim, until our cup overflows.

No one, leaves my clit swollen and aching for more of him in the depths of me, the way he does.

He fucks me with such a need that tells me he misses me for the 8 – 9 hours during the day in which I have to be away, at work. His temperament, matches his feisty and ferocious appetite, and I wear him out by wanting to feel him balls deep inside me.

He instills a hunger in me that has no bounds, yet he feeds his cock to me religiously, just to keep me anchored to him. Especially, during the mornings in which I wake him with my lips wrapped firmly around his big, thick hard cock and the way he watches me worship the length and width of him, tells me all that I need to know.

There is no grace in the way in which we fuck when we make love to one another, like animals on heat.

It’s raw, hot and hard, aside from the sleepy moments in which either of us wake one another, seeking an orgasmic release in a drowsy semi – tired state as we channel ourselves upon one another’s vortex.

Oft, it isn't long until I’m face down and arse up whilst he lines the head of his throbbing cock at the entrance of my slippery slope as he slams me with an urgency that leaves me gaping, and then it’s on.

We rock back and forth, hard and deep, side to side until I seep all over him, and I lick and suck him clean in between the moments he makes me climax as he's fascinated by watching the way his cock slides in and out of the depths of me.

He doesn't last long when I ride him hard & deep as the sight of him stretching me wide, leaves nothing to the imagination.

Even though he gets sex twice a day, he watches porn when I’m away. He says he watches it for educational purposes, so when he's feeling adventurous he can make me perform like the whores he jerks off to.

He maintains that it’s a healthy practice. I call bullshit !

Boy, was he going to get it when I arrived home donning some fishnets, a corset and heels with a leather crop for his tender tight arse. Hmm…watching him jerk off on my handset during my lunch-break, turned me on. So much so, that it made me wonder about the things I’ll do to him when I get home.

Yes, he drives me insane as I'm not certain whether I’m his submissive little delicate slut tasked with emptying his balls as he breaks me, or whether he’s my sensual servant that polishes my swollen little clit on a daily basis until I cum all over his tongue and fingers and we’re both immersed in ecstasy.