When he's laughing and talking a little it's easier to be with him and not just be rubbing him. I wonder what he cooks for himself, what he does when he's alone. Oh, I'm going to make him pies and pies, and maybe he'll pick out more dresses for me.
I'll bring him meat and potato pies, though, with suet in the crusts. All of his body is so hard, I think, sinking to my knees. It's lovely to look at, but also somehow uncomfortable. I put my mouth around him slowly, licking round and round. I want to get better at this. "Am I doing this right?" I ask, looking up at his face in the dim light. I'm not worried, but this seems important to get right. I want to please him as much as he did me. "Will you show me how you like it?"
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Date: 2012-01-20 09:30 am (UTC)I'll bring him meat and potato pies, though, with suet in the crusts. All of his body is so hard, I think, sinking to my knees. It's lovely to look at, but also somehow uncomfortable. I put my mouth around him slowly, licking round and round. I want to get better at this. "Am I doing this right?" I ask, looking up at his face in the dim light. I'm not worried, but this seems important to get right. I want to please him as much as he did me. "Will you show me how you like it?"