DATY (Dining At The "Y")

After working my arse off around the house most of the day (OK, I did take some minor retail therapy earlier), I went for a shower. I come out of the bathroom, and what do I see? Him. Self-shooting. LOL! Flaunting himself because he knows I always look...

...all that man-meat is mine...

I want to grab them...

...I tell him to get his arse (and the rest of him) over here to the bed. I have needs, and I want them met - now...

My pussy awaits.

I just can't help it.

...And like a good boy he services my pussy with his tongue, waves of heat flushing through my entire being (again, not a bad job taking the pic and licking my clit - but I do wish he'd shave!) .  After a while, I get to the point where I want more.  I want his cock.

Tonight I was in the mood for doggy.  I wanted to feel him really deep, and doggy is great for that.  It also allows me to rub my clit with ease or reach back a little further and massage his balls.

It was a wonderful night. Just what I needed.