He comes home early in the morning from the late shift I am ..
🕑 Added 2021-11-23 05:15:10 +0000 UTC
He comes home early in the morning from the late shift I am already awake preparing food for him as he is my master and beloved husband. He is so tired he is asleep before the meal is done, I curse myself for getting up too late, promising myself to be up earlier tomorrow and to please him asap tonight before he goes back. After all he deserves it, how I wish we could be as rough as needed,.the growing fetus inside me not allowing such things, after all he comes first, our first little one together bringing us closer, making us a true family. I grow bigger and so does my sexual appetite maybe it's because I bare a son who will undoubtedly be insatiable in bed given his genes. (Glad it's not a female for this reason.) But I cannot wake my slumbering king as I know he needs his strength so I sit and wait, thinking of all these naughty things as he lays beside me. When it approaches time for him to wake I will be ready, I will shower and shave making sure I am good and ready for him, I will wake him with gentle touches and ask for permission to do more, if he gives me the green light I will start with a massage for his tired legs working my way up his thighs kneading closer and closer to my favorite toy, then with my mouth I will attend to his sack still kneading his muscles as I work my tongue, feeling every dip and curve of my king's body as I please him his moans will encourage and deepen my arousal as I lick my way up his shaft before taking him deep in my mouth a move I believe to be his favorite as I hold him inside the warmth of my mouth I work my muscles to massage his growing erection, loving the sensation of power this gives me as he runs his hands through my hair and massaging my shoulders and neck in encouragement I love when he does this as it makes me feel empowered and important this is my job after all, a housewife has a duty to keep her man happy. If he allows me to I mount him my hands on his shoulders. For support careful not to smother him with my third trimester weight, I watch him as he does me I show him how good he feels within me the pleasure so great my eyes are hard to keep open but I must as eye contact brings him closer. He enjoys me riding him his eyes and hands explore my very pregnant body I don't look down bc unlike him I do not like this image of me, he teases my breasts before pinching my nips making me ride him harder, his hands move up to my throat lightly ch0king though I wish it was more it still makes my pace quicken when I become too quick he grabs my hair jerking my head and demands me to be.more careful, fore I bore a precious package that needs care. I slow and soon I become to heavy for him and we switch he puts me face down ads up with pillows supporting my mid section he places a hand on my back, smacks my ass, spreads my legs and enters me with more care than before our unborn was conceived I met each thrust welcoming the feeling of my king inside of me, my master buries my face so our neighbors can't hear as my moans grow too loud for small ears, when I have quietened myself he grasps my hair jerking my hair once more for me to call his name and if I am ready to ask him to come for me. If not he will flip me on my back order me to clean my juices from his cock and he will either proceed to face fuck me instill he nuts on my face and chest or enter me once more so he can bust inside of me. Then after we are done he.will rest as I.prepare dinner and see him off to work before bed.
