After dinner we watch some television. Harold lies on the floor licking my feet while I decide how the evening will conclude. Bringing the powerful Douglas P. MacClellan to a massive explosion was gratifying for me. An amazing collection of sperm splattered over the entire surface of his desk all the way to the opposing side. Such emblematic governance, demanding that he hold back until I decide to bring him off at my whim. Two fingers into his anus and just a modicum of pressure on that distinctively male gland enhanced the eruption.
Dougie enjoyed. Dougie was glad to have promoted me and just may make me chairwoman of the board of directors by the time Im through.
Bed time, I succinctly announce. My own thoughts stimulate. I need Harolds tongue.
Hubby prepares for bed, turning off
