I wrapped my arm around Him tightly as I nestled in the crook of His arm. It felt so good; nice and warm in His bed, under the electric blanket I gave Him for Christmas.
We lay there like that for quite a while, but it didn’t surprise me when He started guiding my head back down to His cock. I enjoy pleasing Him very much and I know this pleases Him immensely (He hasn’t ever rated my skills and has always praised me for my oral ‘prowess’).
Incidentally, I am fascinated by a man’s penis. *I* don’t have one, therefore I don’t understand how it works, therefore it’s magic! And, although I prefer a circumcised one to a non-, that could very likely be only because I haven’t met many of the other sort😉
Technically, this is Conversation #2. A while back I wrote briefly about Big Daddy. Very briefly…
Since that time we have been chatting via text (until recently) and (rarely) talking on the phone, but I haven’t been taking it seriously. I guess, in that respect, I am just as much a catfish as I am assuming he is.
He lives in Colorado Springs, a little over an hour away. Since we started “talking” in August, he has made plans to visit me in Denver 3 times and has had to cancel each time at the very last minute. Maybe he really does have issues with his mother and a ton of family drama with his brother. Or maybe, he’s a fake and pretending and lying…
If it matters, I met Big Daddy through collarspace. He had seen the pictures posted on there before we even started talking.
Friday afternoon two weeks ago, right before we left for our skate trip to Dallas, I called to give the police the address where I thought Lil Bear might be – Jim/”Mick” has a friend with a shop in his garage. We had done all the work on Lil Bear there and I thought maybe, if Jim was the person who took my car, it could be there.
About 1.5 hours after I made that call, Denver Police called back to tell me they had found it!