Just got back in from hanging around with Rob. More like I w..

Just got back in from hanging around with Rob. More like I was hanging off his dick for most of the day. Rob was fun today. He licked his own cum out of my pussy like a good little cuck would. I messed with his head right off the bat. If I’m being honest, his dick felt huge like it usually does, but no point in telling him that. I laughed when he first slipped his still very large cock inside of me and said I can feel it, but it feels…I don’t know…small now. I did everything I could to look bored. I told him he was a good friend, so he could use my pussy to get off if he wanted. He asked about me, if I was going to get off. I said I doubted it, my getting off is now kind of David’s job. I was so close to having a massive orgasm; it took everything I had not to. If I had one of those turn-me-stupid cum’s Rob gives me, he would know I am still in love with his cock. Can’t have that. So I played the part and laid there like a log with a hole and let him breed me with his sperm. He pulled out, I drooled his jizz out of my pussy, and he asked if we were going to fuck again today. I said sure, if you lick your cum out of my box until I’m clean, you fuck me full all day long. Long story short, he cleaned me inside and out like a pro, and he was into it. Very into it. Just last week, it was disgusting and humiliating. Today, he was all about it and went at it like it was his last meal.

An hour later, he got his reward for the cleaning he put on my pussy. I edged his cock for at least an hour. I’m serious. I worked his cock with my hands so slow it had to be painful. Every time he got close to cumming, I quit. If he looked like he was going over the edge, I put a beating on his balls. He asked me if I do this for David and I said no but only because he hasn’t asked me to. I told him I would do whatever he wanted as long as he rearranged my guts with his cock in return. As I said, this kind of back and forth went on for an hour, and then I found his mental trigger. Usually, I can find a guy's mental trigger quicker than that, but Rob was tricky. What is a mental trigger? It’s something you say usually that just twists a guy all up inside, and he can’t help but lose control and cum. It could also be the way you move, what you wear, how you touch his cock. It could be about anything, but every guy has one, and I like to find them. I found Rob’s. I was just staring at his purple cock twitching around, begging to cum, when I said, “How does it feel knowing another guy replaced him, and he now gets whatever he wants, and you only get the leftovers?” I wasn’t even touching his dick, and jizz just started pouring out of it. Ran down his dick, over his balls, on my comforter. I fingered his cum in his mouth while his dick was still twitching and pumping drops of his remaining cum and fed it to himself again. The thought that ran through my mind was that Rob is going to be very fun going forward. I’m so glad I met David. So glad indeed!

Tomorrow is self-leveling concrete day. See how that goes. Not looking forward to it, but have to do it. So, I’ll be doing that with a well fucked hole that will probably still be aching, in a pleasant way, all day long tomorrow.