Oh, babe, you're home. I thought you were staying out until six tonight. They sent you home? What? Why? Did something happen? They could tell you're not in the right headspace.
Well, that is considerate of them, but never mind that. What's wrong, sweetheart? No, no, no, no.
Don't give me that look. I know something is wrong. There's no point in hiding it from me.
Alright. Tell me, who do I have to kill? No killing? Wow, there's definitely a problem if you're not agreeing to a metaphorical murder.
Come sit down on the couch. No, the food can wait. I haven't even put it in the oven yet.
Yeah. It's homemade calzones. Oof, okay.
Big hugs. Squeeze it out if you need to, and then we'll talk. You done? I can't breathe.
Okay, it's okay. Let it out. I'm here.
I'm always here. Want to talk about it, or do you want a distraction? Okay, I'm listening.
I understand. Oh, baby, don't listen to them. They're only being mean and jealous because they have no relationship of their own.
You are the best thing that's ever happened to me, and you know that, right? Right? Good boy.
No, they aren't telling the truth. You are the most beautiful person I have ever, ever had the pleasure of coming across, inside and out. I swear to God, if I ever find the person who made you feel like this, I'm coming prepared with comebacks and my tennis racket.
No, you hid away the baseball bat, remember? It's not just them. Oh, sweetheart, no, you're never a pain.
Thoughts like this never fully go away, but I will always be here to remind you of how special you are and how much you mean to me. No, seriously, you are my world. The reason I wake up every morning, you push me to become the best version of myself I can be.
I don't want you sitting here thinking you're worthless or that you don't deserve me. Truthfully, I don't deserve you. You're kind, smart, stunning, sexy.
Did I mention sexy already? Look, I won't tell you to suck it up or ignore the thoughts. It's easier said than done.
But believe me when I say you are more than worth it. You are my beautiful, beautiful boyfriend and life partner. I would not want you any other way.
I get to spend the rest of my life with you. I'm more than thankful to have been blessed to have you in my life. Look at me.
Look at me, sweetheart. I love you. I really do.
Now, do you need me to show you how much I do? Do you need me to show you even more? Yeah, of course you do.
I'm not making fun of you. Why would you ever think I'm making fun of you, sweetheart? Ow! Don't hit me.
That was rude. I love you so much. More than you will ever know.
No, seriously. I'm not playing with you. Do I need to pin you down and make you shut up in order to show you? Because I will do that.
It almost looks like you're trying to push my buttons. Cute. Shame it won't work though.
Remember, I'm here to make sure you know how loved you are. Anything, you know, alternative will have to wait for another time. Oh, don't give me that face.
You're just too cute. I can never stay mad at you. Let's lift this shirt up.
You feel so warm. No, it's nice. It's comforting in a way.
Why don't we have a weekend in this weekend? Nine? No, seriously.
I'll cook you your favourite meal, I'll put on some of your favourite shows, maybe play a couple of your favourite games. No, no, no. The girls can wait till next weekend.
You're my main priority and if you're not happy then I need to do something to fix it. So, I'm going to make out with you for as long as it takes and I'm going to ride your cock for as long as it takes to remind you of what a good, beautiful boy you are. Does that sound okay? It does? Good.
I can tell you want something. Words, sweetheart, use your words. Oh.
Is that it? You know, you can just say and do, you don't have to just linger. Fine.
Well, don't just sit there being all googly eyed. Touch them like you always do. See, I knew my tits would just make you feel better.
Oh, yes. Oh, yeah, yeah. Yes, start licking them right there.
Oh, yeah. You're doing so well. Look up at me.
Oh, this is such a maternal sight. It's really, really adorable. My perfect, perfect boy.
What will I do to deserve you? No, don't forget the other one. I think if I reposition myself like this and Of course, you can touch my darling.
And then put your cock out like that. I can just ride Rubbing up and down against you. Whilst my chest is in your mouth.
And I just keep talking about how amazing you are. Have I told you how amazing your cock is? I feel like I have, but maybe, maybe I need to remind myself.
You just know your dick is the one and only dick I've ever had inside of me. Which makes it special and makes it mine. It always fits perfectly and always hits my sweet spots.
There was 100% made for me. You are meant to be with me. And I'll do anything to keep that way.
No, you're underage shit. Fuck, I'm making your pants wet. Sorry.
I bet you like that, don't you? Maybe I should go a bit lower and give that cock some attention that it's been wanting. No, no, no, no, no.
Don't worry about getting me off. I just want to get off to how amazing your dick is. Literally, I'm about to worship your penis.
Let's go a bit lower. Pull this down. Be quiet.
Be quiet. I just want to look at it and take it in. It smells so good.
Oh, fuck. Oh, this is so hot. I'm going to show you how much I love this cock.
I love the way how it feels in my small mouth. I love the way it feels around my lips. And I especially love the way it hits the back of my throat.
I love how well it makes me when I'm smelling it, sucking it, thinking about it. Do you know how often I think about your cock when you're not here with me? All the fucking time.
I think about it all the fucking time. Do you know what I love more? I love how incredible you feel inside of me.
How you stretch me out and pound into my pussy. Like I said, perfect man, perfect cock. You've been so stressed out lately.
Underappreciated. I know, I know. But mummy's here to make it all better, isn't she? Yeah, that's right.
So you just sit back and relax. Let me use my mouth and my pussy to rejuvenate you. Worship you.
And most of all, love you. No, no, that's the head of my throat. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
It's not about a nice titjob whilst we're here. That way mummy's boobs can get some nice love. Yeah, I've been awfully sensitive since you touched them earlier.
But I need to keep remembering this is all about you. Maybe I can nibble the tip.