[Confinement J6] A good doggy in bed

Sunday 22 March, the night was better than the previous one and the weather is just as springtime as the day before. I wake up slowly reading Jack Ketchum, Season of Death, while drinking my tea. MrSirban comes to stroke my chest, but I'm frankly not in the morning and I have everything of a bear or a gremlins when I come out of the arms of Morpheus. I like to emerge quietly. I hear I grumble my disapproval, while I remember saying “not so soon, I wake up” !

I rock on the couch to play on the Xbox at The Elder Scrolls Online. I #8217 love fantastic medieval role-playing games, MMORPGs and RPGs for Gamers. I'#8217 ve long played WOW #8217 elsewhere, but it#8217s very time-consuming. If you like this kind of games and #8217 haven't played it yet, I highly recommend you The Witcher. It's magical !

I geek naked on the couch at least two good hours before deciding it's high time to follow the physio's advice to get rid of tendinitis, since I can't do any more sessions. All appointments have been cancelled due to Coronavirus. He asked me to start the sport again when I can't do shockwaves. The last one was on Monday and this morning., my tendon is almost forgotten. I'm trying !

For a recovery, I put the resistance quite gently. I don't ride more than 4 levels on 12. Usually, I put it to 7. I settle for thirty minutes versus forty-five when everything is fine. I don't like #8217 to wear clothes when I'm playing sports. If I ever sweat, I prefer it to be on my bare skin rather than concentrated in tissues. By the way, my Man also practices the naked elliptical bike ! He finds it more comfortable. After a month and a half of sofa and non-existent physical #8217, I'm surprised that I don't feel any shortness of breath, no curdling. Just tingling in the tendon.

After a good shower, we have lunch in the garden. The weather is spring with more than 22 degrees windless.

After the meal, my man invites me to join him in the room. It's been seven days since he took me and forbade me to enjoy. The last time I was able to give in to orgasm, it was last Sunday, or the 15 March 2020. The message is clear : if I wish he would take me and enjoy, I'm going to have to beg him. After sucking it on his knees between and deep throats “constraints”, I bow to his will and agree to beg him. My kidneys are ablaze with a burning desire that it does not fill and I desire it so much between my thighs that I play the game.

Well arched on the bed, I tell him clearly that I want his tail : I want your tail, Take me, I beg you, Give me your dick, Please. MrSirban slams my butt, caresses my clitoris and makes the suspense last. He asks me if I deserve his tail.. I preach for my parish by telling him that I have been very docile and obedient and that I think I deserve his cock.

He wants me to take my little out of my hands. I open my buttocks to give him a plunging view of my intimacy. I continue my entreaties. He agrees to answer my request and decides to frustrate me more.

At the beginning, it forbids me to enjoy but asks me to be a. I explain to him that it is incompatible and that I present myself as a kissing hole, a dick garage, to relieve it, but I can't be more expressive if I have to hold back again. I'll have a lot of trouble being in abandonment and letting go if I can't enjoy. I'm still very focused. He frees me from a weight by telling me to let go, to be myself.

Two round trips later, I enjoy all my drunk. I cry with ecstasy. Tears sing my eyes and roll over my cheeks reddened with happiness. My body keeps vibrating. My fists grip the sheets as the orgasm is powerful. I feel a vaginal ejaculation, my little drowns under orgasm until beading on my lips.

I collapse exhausted by such enjoyment. MrSirban takes me unceremoniously. He doesn't make love to me but fucks me. His hands fall vigorously on my buttocks until the leather of my skin blushes. Its penetrations are fiery, manly and deep. It doesn't spare me and I love it. We change our position and switch to missionary.

I hold my legs apart to welcome it back into me. He asks me what I am : “a dick garage“, and what do I want : “your dick“. He makes me repeat these words a dozen times before penetrating me again large thighs offered. Knees raised on my chest, only my tempered orgasm sex is available. I hold my feet and ankles firmly so that he can have free access to my. He fucks me so leaning on my thighs and takes me very deeply, I feel it fill me to the depths of my being.

My Aimé ends up enjoying on my sex after spanking me one last time. I loved this week of frustration and ban on enjoying, because it was the common thread of a game both carnal and cerebral. Released ! Issued ! I was finally able to give up ! After seven days, I enjoyed and it was the hoped-for ecstasy. After this torrid body, we huddled in each other's arms lovingly. My Man also very much wanted to be in me and by frustrating me it was just as much or almost !