… but I can yours.”
“Was it soft like mine?”
“Of course not. It was like a log.”
“Was it pink like mine?”
“No My Sweet, it was a mahogany brown colour.”
“Was it longer than mine?”
“Much, much more!”
“Have you felt it before?”
“Many, many times my dear little cuckold!”
“i know! Let me guess.”
“Okay. Who was I talking about?”
“It was Marcus or Onye. Wasn’t it?”
“It was both of them dear! Now let’s put ‘pinky’ back in his cage.”
"It feels so good to have you back again, Dear. "
"Did you miss me?"
" You know I did. I always do when you are with Desmond."
"Please tell me you didn't fret all night like you have in the past."
"No! I'm used to being alone while you are in your Lover's bed."
"You didn't play with yourself again then?"
"Faint chance of that My Love. I'm a true cuckold now, and I know the meaning ...
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... of restraint." |
“It’s positive Baby. You know what this means don’t you.”
“My complete humiliation - that’s what.”
“That too. But it also means that I have a been a good Mistress to my Lover. And he has said that he will never leave me and I am his for keeps now.”
“So you told him before you told me. Is that it?”
“Of course! We all know that it cannot possibly be yours, so it is only right that the father is the first to know.”
“Not your poor husband then?”
“Heavens no! Hubbies are never the first to know. I thought that you would have realised that by now cucky.”
“Okay! i shall leave you both to it. I understand when I am in the way.”
“That’s okay Reginald. Edwina and me are just about to go up to bed. You’re welcome to come and listen outside the bedroom door if you wish. I left a small armchair for you to sit on.”
“That is so good of you Master. Allowing me to hear to my Wife being made love to by you.”
“No problem little man. And if you don’t weep like a baby as you did last time, we may open the door to let you watch. But you can’t come in - you got that?”
“Of course Master. i so look forward to our little soirées together.”
“That’s good to know cucky. Especially now Edwina has decided that we should start a family together.”
Tea bagging is one of those many lovely activities that a Woman can do for a man. It takes care and enthusiasm on her part to arouse her Lover and keep him hard and ready for the pleasures to follow, it also takes lots and lots of practice until a high level of expertise can be achieved, which is ably demonstrated here by my Wife Linda on her Boyfriend Robert.
Such skills must be nurtured and Linda has made it her mission to be the best ‘tea bagger’ there is. Consequently she spends every Friday night through to Monday morning at Roberts apartment and on Tuesday and Thursday he comes to ours and spends the night upstairs with her.
“Practice makes perfect,” she says and I have to admit that she looks pretty accomplished to me. The funny thing is though - she never practices on me.
