Fondness Makes The Leg Go Numb

Henrí was working late last night and arrived home at midnight, while I was still writing my last post. He told me he had not eaten dinner, and I could not allow him to go to sleep hungry. As he went to shower, I prepared him something to eat, and once finished, continued working on my post. Now clean and with his belly full, Henrí laid down with the laptop and began catching up with some emails and such. I turned to my side, and asked him:

"Before I go to sleep, do you need anything?"

"No, I'm okay hun," he replied.

"Are you sure you don't want anything?" I asked again. For as long as I can remember, I've been adamant about Henrí being more assertive, and telling me what he wants. If he wants to have sex, either be forward and tell me or just fuck me. I am always up for sex with my husband and recently I have fantasy's of him just using me for his own complete gratification: facing fucking, tit slapping, choking, tying me up–anything that gets him off gets me excited. So when I asked him again if he was sure there wasn't anything I could do, he got the hint.

"Come suck my dick." And I willingly complied.

I took the soft fleshy organ and simultaneously began sucking and licking, alternating between the two. Up and down my head went as he continued to check his emails, or at least tried to. I enjoy pleasing him while he is occupied; I love to see how fast it takes me to fully grasp his attention. As his cock hardened I pushed it deeper and deeper to the back of  my throat; he turned off the laptop and set it aside, grabbing the nape of my neck and shoving his head past my tonsils. I jerked, sucked, fondled his balls, and did my favorite thing next to deep-throating: suck his cock while my tongue swirls around the tip of his head at the same time. I heard his moans progress and become louder and louder, sucking in more air than he was exhaling. I felt his body tense a little, the grip on my head more renowned. To finish him off, whilst still stroking his sack I pushed his penis to the back of my throat, gagging on it nicely, and shook my head from side to side. His semen easily coated my throat, my ultimate reward.

When he'd recovered a few minutes later, he told me that his right leg had gone numb; it was the first time that had ever happened to him. He also said it was the best blowjob he'd ever had. What can I say; I strive to please.

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