Burgers, Backrubs, and BJs

Transcript

There you are. Come on, let's get you out of the cold. I was just starting to think about worrying.

Did you have to stay at work late? Oh, God, of course. I forgot.

It didn't snow up here, so I didn't think about it. Of course that slowed everything down. I'm sorry.

You look so stressed. Oh, here, let me get that. No, no, no, you sit down.

I've got it. Anything else in the car? Just this? Okay.

Oh, hon, you look absolutely haggard. What do you need? What can I do for you? You're not getting off that easy.

Come on, what can I do for you? You're telling me, after that long, stressful drive, there's not a single thing I can do to help you feel better? Uh-huh.

And I'm sure this is in no way a part of your ongoing campaign to reject the validity and importance of your needs, which I'm sure stems from a certain ex, but which you don't want to talk about? Come on, forget what you think you're supposed to need, or what you think it's acceptable to need. What would actually make you feel better? See? That is what I'm talking about.

A burger, a back rub, and a blowjob. I love it when you're direct. Okay, well, joke's on you.

You think you're being unreasonable, but I'm prepared to provide all of those. In fact, I ordered you a burger when I saw your car pull up. Huh.

It should be here in, like, twenty. Mm, yes, I am the best. Now then, that's one out of three.

Which of the others would you like while we wait? I thought so. Take your pants off.

Here, now, lie down on the couch. Mm. Hi.

I'm glad you're here. Oh, and I do so enjoy touching you. Actually, it's kind of nice to slow down.

So often, we're in such a hurry. And when it's so frantic like that, I don't get the chance to appreciate, for instance, how fucking nice your thighs are. Well, yes, I do tend to be the frantic one.

Anyway, the point is, it's nice to not be in a rush when I do this. And this. And this.

God, I love feeling your swell in my mouth. Mm. Mm.

Does that feel good, baby? Mm. You're rushing.

I can feel you tensing up. The way you do when you're trying to get yourself off. No.

The point is for you to relax and for me to get you off. Which you know I'm more than capable of doing. At whatever natural pace your body needs.

Just let go, babe. There's no rush. Because you have got to let me take care of you.

Now and then, at the very least. Okay, we're going to have a longer conversation about this at some point. But right now, I need you to cut it out.

Mm. Oh, attaboy. Doesn't that feel better? Mm.

Mm. Mm. Mm.

Mm. Mm. Mm.

Oh, you feel so good. Mm. Oh.

Mm. Mm. Mm.

Oh, I can tell you're close. I'm just going to keep going. Nice and even.

And not stop until I've swallowed every drop you can give me. And don't you dare try to make that happen any sooner than your body wants. Or push me off before you're more than done.

In fact, maybe just wait to go limp in my mouth after. Oh. Mm.

Mm. Mm. Mm.

Oh. Oh. Ah.

Mm. Mm. Mm.

Mm. Yes, that's it. Won't let go for eight.

Mm-hmm. Mm. Mm.

Mm. Mm. Mm.

Ah. Ha ha. Ah.

Mm. Ah. Mm.

Mwah. Mwah. Mm.

Ah. Mm. Mwah.

Mm. Well, that's lovely. Oh, there's the burger.

Come on. I'll grab your bag while you eat.