Tease & Denial

My wife attacked me last night. Seriously… there’s no better way to describe it.

My Lady’s pent up horny reached a boiling point last night; she had endured her doctor-mandated orgasm denial for long enough, and she was going to get what she wanted from me.

I should have seen it coming the night before: ML took advantage of me being unlocked and had me fuck her nice and hard, both from behind and standing against the wall. She wanted it so badly, she didn’t want to have to be careful – she allowed me to cum in her pussy if I promised not to stop until she was done. Nowadays, with my chance of having an orgasm on any given day is a complete mystery, I’m not turning that deal down. It felt so good to just let loose on her, I almost ended up cumming twice before she was finished.

But she wasn’t finished. All she did was prime her need.

Last night, we were just about ready to go to sleep – TV off, covers up, ready for bed. Then, it all started with an innocent snuggle. My Lady moaned as my naked butt rubbed against her, and her hands were quickly feeling my body up and down. She squeezed me tighter against her, and I could feel her hunger rising quickly. A moment later, ML was pulling the covers off of me, rolling me onto my back, and straddling my hips.

Was the fact that my cock was locked in steel going to stop her from getting what she needed? Hell no! Her soaking wet pussy slid down onto my caged cock, taking me inside her with absolutely no difficulty. Apparently, over time ML has gotten used to fucking me with my cage on; she rode me almost as if I wasn’t wearing it. She pushed herself down onto me, taking my cage in just about as deep as possible, with her clit rubbing against the post of the base ring.

Fucking ML with the cage on has got to be the absolute worst torture ever. My cock struggles and pushes against the cage, eager to feel ML’s warm wet pussy wrapped around it. But I can only feel it where the skin is exposed. The incomplete sensation actually makes my cock try to get even harder, as an attempt to find that missing pleasure. Meanwhile, the steel doesn’t yield at all, and I am left with an incredibly full and painful cage that feels like it might rip my balls off my body.

Add to this the maddening sensation of feeling like I might just cum at any minute, and it makes the suffering that much more unbearable. When my cock fills the cage to capacity (and more), it starts to bulge out between the bars of the cage. Sometimes, just by horrible chance, one of the most sensitive parts of my cock is helplessly exposed:

All of the sensation of ML’s pussy feels like it’s concentrated on that one spot. It’s so intense that it often feels like I am as close as I can be to orgasm without cumming – only to find out that, as ML keeps riding me, I can inch even closer as the moments go by. It’s like having an edge dragged out constantly over the course of minutes, often as ML is enjoying orgasm after orgasm on my poor aching cock.

Add to that the fact that I can never decide if I actually WANT to cum at this point or not…

I’ve found out in the past that I can have an orgasm while caged; I’ve also found out how excruciating it is to have an orgasm while caged. All of this is running through my head while I’m nearly dying from caged edging torture, and I start to think just how bad an orgasm can be at this point… is it as bad as I remember? Is it as bad as this? Does it really even matter? How much sexual torture can I stand?

All of this, while ML is soaking my cock (and the bedsheets below me) with her pussy juices.

So yeah, I was whimpering and moaning, wanting the torture to end but not wanting it to end, wanting to cum but not wanting to cum… all of this turns My Lady on even more (the whimpering, especially). More shuddering orgasms, more of her pussy squeezing and gripping my cock, more pussy juices soaking my balls…

It’s a miracle that we even got to sleep last night.

Speaking of, My Lady wouldn’t let me go to sleep until she took care of one last thing – she took her dripping wet pussy and rubbed it all over my body and face, covering me with her juices. I could feel it all over me – on my chest, on my chin… I could feel and smell it everywhere. I breathed in her delicious scent as I laid down and tried to get to sleep.

Did I say it was a mircale that I was able to fall asleep last night?

Yes, that’s right. I’m doing one of those holiday posts with a stupid holiday theme.

Obligatory turkey picture.

Okay, so my post isn’t going to be THAT bad. The reason I usually hate holiday posts is because it always seems so forced. But, honestly, I was thinking about writing something like this last weekend… why not wait until it actually makes sense? 🙂

It’s hard to write a “Things I’m Thankful For” list without having it sound like bragging, but fuck it. I’ll give it a try.

Cagedmonkey’s Thanksgiving Thankful List

1) I’m thankful that I got to cum in 2016. It may seem like a shallow thing to be thankful for, but I dare you to  say that after you’ve given up on the idea of having an orgasm for an entire year. I was ready to go the for all of 2016 without cumming, mainly because I knew that ML would hold me to it if it was her desire to go that long. Thankfully, she changed her mind after just under 10 months of denial.  I’ve been allowed a few orgasms since then, but ML has been denying me for about a week or two. Ironically, I’m more horny now than I’ve been all year…

2) I’m thankful to have a partner who shares my kinks and sexual desires. After being exposed to so many people in the kink scene over the past month (exposed meaning both “meeting” and “standing in front of while wearing nothing but my chastity cage”), I’ve come to realize that my situation is actually extremely unique. I managed to find a woman who perfectly matches my sexual needs and shares my fantasies… and luckiest of all, I happened to be married to her! The discoveries that My Lady and I have made (and continue to make) about ourselves and our relationship show us just how perfect we are for each other. On top of all that, she’s fucking sexy as hell and her pussy feels great on my cock… I couldn’t ask for more! Not everyone gets to experience this type of thing, and I’m very grateful for sharing my life with her.

3) I’m thankful for where I am in my life. Yeah, the real life emotional crap. For a while, there was a lot of uncertainty in my life. Things were going well, but it always seemed like there was something out of place that was preventing everything from clicking. But now, over the past few months, it seems like that’s changing. I have a loving wife, a wonderful family, a job I truly enjoy, and a community that I feel I fit in with. With all of the uncertainty that the future now brings with it, it feels good to have a sense of balance and know that my family and I can make it through anything life throws at us.

4) I’m thankful for these.

Obligatory huge tits pic.

You didn’t think I’d leave you without a pic of ML’s beautiful big titties, did you?

Happy Thanksgiving!

We all know that, in our relationship, I’m in charge. I decide if cagedmonkey will have sexual pleasure, when and even how he will have that pleasure. I can make him go without orgasm for a few days, a week, a year or I can even make him cum over and over in one session. I used to refer to what we did as orgasm denial but that’s not what it is, I was naive in thinking that’s all it was. I know my husband likes to be denied and I’ve known that for over 16 years but in the past 3+ years I’ve realized it’s SO much more than that. There probably are guys out there that just enjoy the orgasm denial part but it isn’t just about denial. It’s about control, orgasm control. It’s about being in control of the very deep pleasure that someone can have, it’s about controlling the existence of that pleasure. You control if they feel that feeling, when they feel it and how they feel that explosive, intense, feeling from their chest to their toes. You are in control of the most intimate of pleasure that someone can have. That’s powerful! Isn’t it? Does the thought of that power excite you? It truly is an awesome power!

Speaking of orgasm control and, control and power in general. The other morning cagedmonkey and I had a pretty hot moment. I was kissing him goodbye in the morning, as I do everyday, and I happened to reach up and grab him near the throat. I felt that twinge in my crotch and was instantly turned on. I grabbed a little harder, squeezed and tightened my grip around his throat as I kissed him. I felt and heard him let out such a delicious moan. I felt my pussy quiver and get all warm between my legs. I love the way that feels!

Immediately I got this incredible urge. It was the urge to make cagedmonkey cum… But not just make him cum in the “normal” way.  As I felt him there, in my hands, holding his very existence in my grip, I wanted to control it all. I wanted to feel the control I had over his entire body in that moment, his breath, his orgasm, his pleasure, his pain… his everything. I could almost see it in that split second, I wanted to have him laying beneath me, under me, while I was riding his cock, choking him while I make him cum nice and deep in my warm wet pussy.
I have no idea why that came over me in those few seconds but it did and it turned me on so completely. The amazing powerful feeling! Anyway, I just wanted to share with you because often I get asked what it is about all this that turns me on or any woman and for a dominate chick it really does come down to the power and control… That is the exciting part!

How long was it into the new year until you had your first orgasm? I had to wait 299 days.

As teased earlier this week on Twitter, ML brought to an end our long run of orgasm denial and gave me my first orgasm of 2016. I was WELL passed the point of wanting to be done with it, but ML finally reached the endpoint for her. And, of course, the thing that EVERYONE wants to know is, “How did it feel?” Well, it felt pretty much just as I expected it would…

Pro tip: if a guy who describes their first orgasm after months and months of denial as being this massively explosive sexual experience, gushing gallons and gallons of cum all over the place… there’s a decent chance he’s full of it.
Don’t get me wrong: it was nearly ten months since my last orgasm, so obviously it couldn’t be bad. But usually the first orgasm after a long denial is sort of mellow – it can be underwhelming if you are expecting something bigger.

The second, third, and fourth ones are MUCH better. 😉

My Lady has some difficulty after allowing me to cum – she was wrestling with feelings of failure. We were trying to go the entire year without an orgasm for me, and we didn’t make it. There were a few people who felt the same way when ML was talking about it on Twitter – “Keep pushing, you can make it!” was a popular response. “Don’t give up, you’ve gone so far!” was another. But I don’t think it’s a failure at all.

Yes, we set out to do a year of denial… but anything we’ve ever done in our chastity/orgasm denial play has always been done with the concept of “if we aren’t having fun, then we won’t do it” attached to it. And for the past couple of weeks, the denial was becoming less fun and more work. Although ML was having fun teasing me, she was tired of waiting for some good, hard fucking from me (instead having to settle for slow, careful sex).

So, My Lady decided to let me cum. She didn’t break down, she didn’t lose her nerve… she decided. And, deep down, that’s what we both want: for her to decide.

I bet you expected to see this post from Cagedmonkey, huh? Well, too bad, it’s from me. We are just about at the tenth month of this year long orgasm denial which, in itself, is pretty amazing. I’m pretty proud of myself for getting this far through this. So toward the end of last year, when we talked about this whole year long denial we always said if I wanted to stop for any reason we would. If it ever wasn’t fun anymore, or we weren’t enjoying it, we would stop. There is no way I would take something like that lightly or just decide on a whim that I was done.

For about the last month I’ve had off and on feelings about this whole year of denial thing. I’ve thought a lot about if I want to continue. It’s taken me about a month to finally get to a point where I knew I needed to actually make a decision. I noticed, recently, that when I thought about the denial, I’d almost start feeling down about it. Even more recently, thinking about sex was making me feel horny and, yes, excited but also I felt down… I’d start to feel blah and almost not want to have sex. Not that I didn’t want to but that feeling was there. I had to ask myself, why? Well, that why is because sex, for me, was not feeling satisfying. I wasn’t feeling fulfilled after. Yes, I get to cum and get pleased like crazy all the time but for some reason not seeing and feeling CM satisfied (especially inside me) is not giving me what I need. There is some part of our intimacy missing and it’s that moment when we are both in an intensely sexy moment, feeling that amazing feeling that I’m missing. In a way I feel sort of let down and maybe kind of lacking because I’m not getting his satisfaction. It’s so weird, I know, but that’s how it is.

I guess it’s difficult to explain how hard it is to keep someone denied for so long when you’re sexual with them on a daily basis. Sex, for me right now, just feels incomplete. I feel like I’m left hanging and really I am not one who enjoys denial or frustration. As much as I love denying him and frustrating him, I do still love seeing his satisfaction. It makes me feel good and like I’m doing something right. Like I said, it’s weird and hard to explain but it’s just what it is.

Someone asked earlier today, when I was telling them about all this, what is so important about the 12 months? What made us decide to do it? Honestly, there isn’t anything all that important about it. It was just something to try after trying so many other things lol. We really just wanted to see if we could do it, I guess. Other than I know I could do it, the past 10 months has helped me see that I actually do need to see and feel CM satisfied, at least once in a while! 

So, give it a couple days and then feel free to ask CM how it feels to cum after being teased and denied his orgasm for about ten months! Haha 🙂 I guess he’ll know, at some point, I’m going to tell him to cum after he reads this! 

Thanks to some schedule quirks, I’ve had the past few Fridays off from work. With the kids at school, the adults have time to play. Last week was somewhat mellow, but this past Friday was pretty damn intense.
ML informed me on Thursday night that she wanted to have me under “total submission” rules – I would pretty much be hers to do whatever she wanted to. After getting the kids off to school, My Lady put my collar on and gave me my first instruction – cooking breakfast while wearing nothing but my chastity cage.

Gotta be careful with that knife…

Breakfast was delicious and My Lady was very pleased. After a short while, ML led me to the bedroom, where I was to serve her in a much different way.

ML instructed me to take the stockade out from underneath the bed and put it together. She also asked me to get the fucking machine ready for use. My skin tingled, thoughts of what may lie ahead ran though my brain as I prepared the instruments of torture ML would soon be using on me. I finished putting together the steel bondage contraption just as My Lady stepped out of the closet with the leather hood in her hands.

It was only moments later when I was locked into position on my hands and knees, hooded tightly, with the fucking machine positioned ominously behind me.

ML started the way she usually does when she has me restrained in a vulnerable position – by paddling my ass until it was red and sore. This was just an appetizer, though; it wasn’t long before she set up the fucking machine to take me from behind.

Mercifully, she didn’t choose one of our larger attachments.

My Lady kept me on my toes (knees?) by changing the settings on the fucking machine often. At times it was thrusting into me with quick shallow strokes; other times it fucked me deep and incredibly slow. Each unique setting tortured me in its own special way: the fast strokes pounded my poor ass, while the slow strokes forced me to suffer through each inch as it stretched me out.

It didn’t take long for ML’s desire to spank me returned, and she began paddling me once again. At this point I really began to whimper and cry out with each swat – having my ass spanked while being mechanically raped was enough to make me start losing my composure. The whimpers soon turned to moans as ML increased the stroke length; the machine fucked me deeper, bumping my prostate with each thrust and causing my caged cock to drool uncontrollably.

An action shot of dripping precum.

The sound of my hood-muffled moans was apparently music to ML’s ears, because she decided to make me moan even more. She took her wand and used it to vibrate my balls. I couldn’t stay quiet as I felt the precum building, leaking, and escaping. It was twice as frustrating as it was pleasurable, which is to say it was pretty fucking frustrating.

ML left me there for countless minutes, balls and cock vibrated by a high-intensity wand and asshole being violated by an uncaring contraption. I couldn’t move even if I wanted to… and after a short while of suffering through this torture, I certainly did want to!

Now, our regular readers know that ML is an expert mind-fucker. She knows what buttons to push in order to drive me absolutely insane, and she knows exactly when to push them. ML pressed that button by talking dirty to me, making my predicament clear and undeniable. It made enduring the torture ten times worse, at least.


I was in agony, as you could probably tell by the noises I was making in that video clip. But ML still wasn’t finished; she was ready to put the cherry on top of my sundae of suffering.
I felt ML loosening the hood, and she removed it from my head. As I blinked my eyes to adjust to the sudden brightness, My Lady sat down in front of me and looked directly into my eyes. After all of the bondage, spanking, ass fucking, and vibrating… THIS was the most intense moment of all – My Lady’s eyes piercing into my mind as I continued to suffer for her enjoyment.

ML began to tell me how much it turned her on to hear me whimper, to hear me beg for it to stop, to have the control to continue well past the point that I want it to end. I could hear it in her voice and see it in her eyes – she was loving it. Just as I started to break down, she leaned forward and kissed me passionately. On one end I was being endlessly ass fucked beyond my control, and at the other I was being treated to a loving gesture by the woman responsible for my current situation.

My mind was sufficiently blown.

ML released me shortly after that, stopping the fucking machine and releasing me from the stockade. Despite the intense mind fucking and humiliation-like flavors of the scene, neither of us felt a major need for aftercare… yet, we did it anyway, of course. We talked about it, and we assured each other that it was goooooooooooooooood. 🙂 It was an amazing, intense scene; I couldn’t really believe it had actually happened a few hours later when the kids were home and we were back to our normal life.

My sore, worn out asshole wouldn’t let me forget. 🙂

Today I’ve been extremely horny. Before hubby left for work I had him eat my pussy to a couple of good orgasms. I’m pretty sure this is hubby’s favorite time of the month. I usually have a really horny few days or so before I start my monthly cycle. That happens to be right now so I spent part of the morning, after getting kids off to school and starting dishes and laundry, doing my best to tease hubby and sent him a few pictures.

I had this craving earlier to just turn my wand on low and just let it sit on my clit and have it drag me slowly to an orgasm. It’s so nice just letting it go and build and build. I love, sometimes, letting hubby just lick and lick and having his mouth and tongue get me going, slowly building me up to a big orgasm. Most of the time I’m not having him spend too long down there because it feels so good and I just want to cum. So today I messaged back and forth with him, telling him everything I was doing and thinking about. I told him, for some reason, I was having some really dirty, naughty thoughts. I was thinking about wearing my strap on and seeing him kneeling in front of me, looking up at me as I force him to be kinda slutty for me. I imagined seeing him there, eyes watering after I made him gag a few times. I guess I’m getting into a using him mood. Whatever my mood it’s a wonderful horny mood making my pussy nice and wet and making me want to tease hubby bad!

Of course cumming like that only made me a bit hornier so I had to get out “Adam” and give myself a good filling up. With that first orgasm, I started craving that feeling and really wanted to feel CM’s big thick cock stretching my pussy and filling me up but my toys had to take his place since he’s at work. So I set that wand on my clit again, slid “Adam” easily into me. I was already so wet and horny, I took it no problem! It really was not long at all before I was clamping down on that lifelike dildo and it wasn’t much longer that my tight pussy was squeezing it right out as I came. My pussy was such a mess after that and I only wish I would have had subby hubby here to clean it up afterwards. 

Finally! After the crazy week with the trip to the ER, Monkey in a Cage is back with another episode of the podcast! Sorry it’s taken a little extra long. If you follow us on Soundcloud.com you already got the notification that we posted a new podcast.

In this latest episode I interview cagedmonkey about how he actually manages to hold off having an orgasm while being denied almost 9 months and still being allowed PIV (that’s penis in vagina) sex. We hope you enjoy and please feel free to let us know what you want to hear about in the future.

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You would think with that kind of title that I would have set myself an alarm and edged cagedmonkey all through the night. However, instead I made HIM edge himself, all night long… in my pussy! I unlocked him last night to tease him and get myself as much of him as I could since he’s leaving today on an overnight business trip. I gave him a pretty good teasing and edging but sitting between his legs on the bed and stroking him and making him watch ass he came so close to exploding over 8 months of cum on my huge boobs. I gave him an awfully nice tittie fuck (sorry guys, no pics!) And then I made him “sex me” as we’ve so loving started calling it. I just love how it feels when his big thick cock stretches my tight pussy. I love how it feels when he slides out and gives me those looooooong thrusts, pressing deep into my warm softness. It doesn’t even bother me one bit that he can only manage a few thrusts before he needs to stop and get himself under control before he cums without permission. It makes me feel good, actually, that I’ve gotten him to that point. I have teased, edged, tortured and denied him so much that he’s super sensitive and just ready to explode any minute. At one point when I made him edge a little further than he wanted (by humping back up at him) and I giggled as I said “aww I’m so mean to you.” Truth is, I know I’m not mean, I know this is what he wants, what I want, what WE want and I absolutely love it and get such a happy, joyful feeling from seeing his frustration. I have no idea why I love to see a man so frustrated at my hand but I do, I love it intensely. 🙂

Once we were done doing the sexing thing, we said it was time for bed. I had plans though, since he’s going to be gone and I won’t have time to physically play with him I decided he had to be edged all night. I certainly wasn’t going to wake up and do it so I required him to wake up through the night, get himself hard and use my pussy (while I was asleep or not) to edge himself, over and over again, all night long. I don’t know how many times it was that he woke up to spoon me and slide that horny hard cock in my pussy but I do remember how it felt. I admit, I loved being woken up to my pussy being stretched and feeling his cock running against my g-spot. I’m not even tired this morning from it, I thought I would be but I’m not. Which means I’m more likely to do something like this again in the future. 

Cagedmonkey may be going away for the night on business but that doesn’t mean I won’t be sending along a few things to help him remember who owns and controls his sexual pleasure. Not to mention, I’ll be overloading his inbox with sexy pictures and reminders of how much I love him, want him, desire him and love to tease and deny him. 

Grandma took the kids to her place for a sleepover last night, which gave ML and I the chance the relax and hang out around the house without any kids around.

Much nakedness ensued.

When the kids are away…

And also, much sex ensued.

Once ML had me unlock, she instructed me to put the small plug in. Then she decided that filling one hole wasn’t good enough – ML bent over the edge of the bed and wiggled her ass at me, telling me to fill up her pussy with my cock. I didn’t waste any time doing so, and I was moaning within seconds of entering her.

Two holes filled, and ML still wasn’t done. After getting my cock nice and lubed up with her pussy juice, ML told me that she wanted my cock in her ass. But first, she went to get “Adam” from the bedside drawer. ML pushed the big thick dildo into her pussy as I slowly slid my cock into her tight ass.

It was such an erotic moment – fucking ML with both of her holes filled, and having my ass plugged at the same time. I was working hard to fight the urge to cum as ML pushed her ass back against me.

Three holes filled? Still not enough for My Lady; luckily, her wand was within reach. I took over thrusting Adam into ML’s pussy as she used the wand on her clit. My Lady’s ass and pussy were being fucked balls deep by two thick cocks (one fake, one real), and the wand was vibrating her clit just the way she loves it. ML went absolutely crazy, screaming loudly as her sexual stimulation went into overdrive.

Her orgasm hit her hard and fast, making her entire body shudder. She tucked the wand between her legs just so she could hold herself up on the bed. I had to hold on tight just to make sure her pulsing pussy and ass didn’t squeeze me or Adam out. It was a hard, long, intense orgasm, and we both loved every minute of it.

Once we cleaned up and ML recovered from her orgasm, it was time to get a little more intense. With the kids out of the house and unable to interrupt, ML had me put the Bitch Tamer stockade together and get into position. I was locked into it on my hands and knees within moments.

My Lady started with her new favorite pasttime: spanking my ass until it’s red and stinging. ML sat on my back facing my ass and paddled hard, using a very effective overhand method, making me cry out and flinch in the stocks (as much as I could, of course). I could feel her warm pussy soaking my back with her juices. She rubbed herself against me as she spanked me harder, and I could tell she was getting more turned on with each swat.

I felt ML stand up and I watched as she walked over to the bed to grab Adam; her pussy apparently wasn’t fully satisfied earlier! She walked back around behind me and straddled me once again.

Then I felt an odd sensation: My Lady was pressing the base of the dildo down on me, doing her best to suction-cup it to my back. Then she began riding Adam on my back, bouncing her pussy up and down on the big fake cock as she paddled my ass.

Did I mention I was still plugged? Yeah, that, too…

I’m not sure if she came while fucking herself with Adam, mainly because I was dealing with the increasing pain from the spanking I was receiving. I was happy for the break when My Lady stood up and walked to the bed in front of me. She laid back on the bed and began fucking herself hard and deep with Adam, using the wand to get herself off quickly. There was no question about whether or not she came this time; I could clearly see her juices flowing around Adam and down her pussy to the bed below.

ML sat up with with Adam in her hand. Looking into my eyes and bringing Adam to my mouth, she said, “Be my good little slut and clean my pussy off of this cock.” I didn’t have much choice as she shoved the dildo into my mouth. I tasted her pussy juice all over it, and for a moment I got lost in enjoying her taste. Then she pushed Adam further down my throat – I gagged uncontrollably and she virtually fucked my mouth with the huge fake dick.

“Oooooh, you sound so slutty,” she moaned as she continued assaulting my mouth. “I bet you love tasting my pussy off of Adam, don’t you?” She reached down and began to stroke my rock hard cock. “See, I knew you loved it.” She stroked my cock to the same rhythm as she fucked my mouth. Despite choking repeatedly on Adam, I couldn’t fight my orgasm from approaching.

Each time ML edged me, she pushed Adam just the littlest bit farther down my throat before pulling him out, forcing me to gag even stronger. I couldn’t deny that deep down I was loving it – my cock was dripping precum almost constantly. Over and over ML edged me and choked me, and I couldn’t figure out whether I wanted her to continue and make me cum or stop and give me mercy.

My Lady stroked me hard and fast, so closer to the edge this time. I moaned loudly – well, as loudly as possible with a big fake cock down my throat – as I felt my orgasm approaching. But, as she always does, ML stopped at the last moment, leaving me throbbing and twitching on the edge or cumming.

For a moment, I felt as though a ruined orgasm was inevitable. I couldn’t move, couldn’t do anything but hold on. Just as I felt I might avoid the frustration of a ruined orgasm, ML spanked my ass hard, causing my body to tense up. That one swat was enough to break my concentration, jolting my body into an unsatisfying ruined orgasm. Cum poured lazily out of my cock as I could only look down and watch. I must have looked pathetic, with my cock dribbling cum and my chin covered with drool. Pathetic, perhaps, but My Lady was loving it all. How could I tell? It was pretty obvious to me when she shoved her dripping wet pussy in my face, painting me with her delicious juices.

The kids have since returned from Grandma’s, and everything is back to normal… except for the fact that my cock still remembers every moment of this morning, and is so frustrated that it is almost painful. Bedtime is in just a few minutes, and ML is giving me that look. Is it possible that she’s STILL not done with me?