







My mouth was used like a pussy, I swallowed sperm, and now I'm waiting to be fucked into mental oblivion. Look at the size of my clit in these pics. It's massive and it is a true "chick-boner. My cunt is chomping at the bit for dick, and it will get it. Fuck. If you were to lick it with the tip of the head of my clit with your tongue...I would spray you down with girl jizz immediately. It's that fired up.
I visited Bob at work. I took the sperm from his testicles and placed it in my belly just as he asked. He held my face sideways on the edge of his desk, unzipped his pants, pulled out his wonderful penis, and fucked my mouth for five minutes. When he was ready to empty himself, he told me not to spill a drop. I clamped my lips down and drank sperm from the tip of his cock. I sucked his cock until it was soft and put it back in his pants for him, and zipped him back up. Then he told me to leave. So I left. And I left happy as fuck. I love that his only use for me is to drain his dick in my holes. The way he uses my body for the sole reason of pumping cum into me is somehow unbelievably intoxicating. Look at the size of my clit in those photos I just posted. It's hours later, and my clit is raging, massive, and ready to be touched by a dick. And Bob's dick will be feeling it tonight. He's a single man until Wednesday. My pussy, my mouth, my asshole, my entire body, will be available for his cock anytime it so wishes to penetrate me one way or the other. I have told Scott not to come home until Wednesday. I told Ryan to knock it off with the "I love you, I'd do anything for you!" routine and told both of them, "Don't call me, don't text me, don't stop by. I'll let you know if Bob allows you to contact me. Until then, find someone else." It went over pretty well with Scott. He seems happy for me. He really is an extraordinary husband. Ryan, what a little whiny bitch. I don't even consider him a boyfriend. Still, he thinks I should have some kind of loyalty to him. I don't know where that came from. If he wasn't so good-looking and Bob was a little more reliable...I'd dump Ryan fast. I know he left his wife and his kids for me. Now, he's living in a motel. He did all that on his own. When he stuck his dick in my guts, he thought I belonged to him. He was wrong. It was just his turn to stick his dick in me. It's someone else's turn now. His dick took him down a path I clearly warned him not to take. But, when Bob isn't around... and that can be a lot, Ryan is my next best dick. Especially when it cums to breeding my asshole. That is one area where he consistently wins the 1st prize. So, I'll keep him around. But it is getting hard to stomach all the lovey-dovey shit he does. It reminds me of a bad romantic comedy. Just makes me go "ew." He should just keep stretching my colon out and spraying it down with cum and nothing else. The world would be a happier place for both of us.
I have to prepare the house for Bob, so I'll catch up with you later!