Tuesday, January 8, 2013
Unlocked, Released, Relocked
After she got hers and finally leg go of my head, she asked me if I wanted to come. I told her yes, please. She then got the key and gave it to me. While I undid my cage, she told me that I was going to have to take care of myself, which meant I was going to have to masturbate instead of have sex with her. Once I got the cage off, I asked if I could come on her foot. She told me yes as long as I licked it up. Literally four seconds later I was shooting my load all over her foot and lower leg. When I looked down at the mess I just made, I wished I would have just gone in the bathroom and discarded all of my slime into the toilet. However, I had a job to do. I licked and slurped up bitter semen for what seemed like an eternity since there was so much. My wife laughed until I was finally done. Then she made me lock myself back up and give her the key. I knew the post-orgasm guilt would subside very soon and I would somehow be happy that I showed my wife what a pathetic excuse of a man I am.
At any rate, I'm going to try to keep my orgasm calender this year. That's one orgasm for her, one for me. Watch how quickly the numbers will turn in her favor by the end of quarter orgasm report.