Unraveling Your Troubles: A Slow Release

As soon as you walk in loosening your tie, I can tell it hasn’t been a good day for you. But I’m determined to make it a better one. “Aww, I’m so sorry you’re having a bad day, babe! Here, sit down, take a break,” I lead you to sit on the couch, hoping to help you relax. “Do you want a drink? No, no, let me get your shoes. Here, I’ll take them off. There. Is that better, with me rubbing your feet?” I smile up at you, doing my best to make you feel better, but I can see that you’re still a little grumpy. It must have been an extra rough day. “Rough day, baby? Here, let me help.” I reach up, undo your belt. I look up to judge your reaction, with a playful smirk on my face. “Babe, what are you doing?” I can hear in your voice that your bad mood beginning to leave, and I can hear it being replaced by curiosity and tentative desire. But you haven’t asked me to stop, so I undo the button and pull down the zipper. I love your cock. Even as I pull your pants down, it’s already twitching. It’s not firm yet—it takes time for enough blood to pump it to its full size. I run my finger along it, my wide eyes staring. Even when it’s at rest, it’s huge. “Can I taste it, baby? Is that okay?” Without waiting for a reply, I softly lick at the tip, and I giggle as feel it respond. My hand cups your balls, feeling the weight of them, the hair, their softness. I breathe deeply to get the smell of you. I slide you into my mouth, my fingers taking hold at the base. I can feel you filling up in my mouth, and that’s a great feeling. I pull back just long enough to ask teasingly, “Is your day getting better, baby?” But I don’t need an answer. I know it is. I can hear the relief, relaxation and rapture in your first few sighs and moans. Your cock hardens as my tongue does its work, lapping up and down the swelling shaft. It doesn’t fill from the bottom up, your cock, but from the center out. I feel the vein on the bottom throbbing. You take hold of my hair and try to pull me up, to kiss me, to compliment me, but I stop you. “No, no, that’s not what I’m here for today. You had a bad day. Let me suck your cock hard enough to make your whole day better.” I swat your hand away and growl at you, like a dog with her bone. That gets a laugh out of you. I’ve hardly let you get a word in as I scramble to serve you, and though you may not know what to make of me, I can tell you’re enjoying what I’m doing. Your cock is twitching already. I must be doing something right! I know I’m improving your day at least a little. I slurp at your rod, making sure to let the drool run down around it. With your shaft firm, I wrap my hand around it. There’s so much of it! I love when you get hard inside my mouth. You grunt, and I can tell I’m already getting you there. Perfect! My eyes roll back in my head with enjoyment as I pleasure you. I wrap my hand around the base of your cock and stroke it, moving no more than an inch up and down. “You feel that, baby?” I know you do. “Is your day getting better?” I know from your moans that it is. I stroke your shaft and gaze hungrily at it for a moment, and then I suck, really genuinely suck on the tip, trying to flood it with blood. And as I suck, I make a low, whimpering noise, and flick the tip with my nimble pink tongue, tracing the shape of the head of your full and shuddering shaft with my tongue. Your member comes out of my mouth with a pop, and I look up at you again, my eyes bright and my smirk huge. I want to make your day better, and I’m going to keep trying until I succeed. My hand keeps moving, and I hear you groan, and I know my efforts are working. Your day has gone from bad to one of the best. And it’s going to get better when I drink your cum. I giggle and lower my head again, and my smirking lips open to let my tongue lap at your twitching shaft. Oh, fuck that tastes good! My eyes roll back in my head with enjoyment as I pleasure you. I wrap my hand around your base and stroke it, moving no more than an inch up and down. “You feel that, baby?” I know you do. “Is your day getting better?” I know from your moans that it is. I wrap my hand around your balls, feeling the weight of them, the hair, their softness. I breathe deeply to get the smell of you. I slide you into my mouth, my fingers taking hold at the base. I can feel you filling up in my mouth, and that’s a great feeling. I pull back just long enough to ask teasingly, “Is your day getting better, baby?” But I don’t need an answer. I know it is. I can hear the relief, relaxation and rapture in your first few sighs and moans. Your cock hardens as my tongue does its work, lapping up and down the swelling shaft. It doesn’t fill from the bottom up, your cock, but from the center out. I feel the vein on the bottom throbbing. You take hold of my hair and try to pull me up, to kiss me, to compliment me, but I stop you. “No, no, that’s not what I’m here for today. You had a bad day. Let me suck your cock hard enough to make your whole day better.” I swat your hand away and growl at you, like a dog with her bone. That gets a laugh out of you. I’ve hardly let you get a word in as I scramble to serve you, and though you may not know what to make of me, I can tell you’re enjoying what I’m doing. Your cock is twitching already. I must be doing something right! I know I’m improving your day at least a little. I slurp at your rod, making sure to let the drool run down around it. With your shaft firm, I wrap my hand around it, feeling the weight of it, the hair, its softness. My wide eyes stare. Even when it’s at rest, it’s huge. “Can I taste it, baby? Is that okay?” Without waiting for a reply, I softly lick at the tip, and I giggle as feel it respond. My hand cups your balls, feeling the weight of them, the hair, their softness. I breathe deeply to get the smell of you. I slide you into my mouth, my fingers taking hold at the base. I can feel you filling up in my mouth, and that’s a great feeling. I pull back just long enough to ask teasingly, “Is your day getting better, baby?” But I don’t need an answer. I know it is. I can hear the relief, relaxation and rapture in your first few sighs and moans. Your cock hardens as my tongue does its work, lapping up and down the swelling shaft. It doesn’t fill from the bottom up, your cock, but from the center out. I feel the vein on the bottom throbbing. You take hold of my hair and try to pull me up, to kiss me, to compliment me, but I stop you. “No, no, that’s not what I’m here for today. You had a bad day. Let me suck your cock hard enough to make your whole day better.” I swat your hand away and growl at you, like a dog with her bone. That gets a laugh out of you. I’ve hardly let you get a word in as I scramble to serve you, and though you may not know what to make of me, I can tell you’re enjoying what I’m doing. Your cock is twitching already. I must be doing something right! I know I’m improving your day at least a little. I slurp at your rod, making sure to let the drool run down around it. With your shaft firm, I wrap my hand around it, feeling the weight of it, the hair, its softness. I breathe deeply to get the smell of you. I slide you into my mouth, my fingers taking hold at the base. I can feel you filling up in my mouth, and that’s a great feeling. I pull back just long enough to ask teasingly, “Is your day getting better, baby?” But I don’t need an answer. I know it is. I can hear the relief, relaxation and rapture in your first few sighs and moans. Your cock hardens as my tongue does its work, lapping up and down the swelling shaft. It doesn’t fill from the bottom up, your cock, but from the center out. I feel the vein on the bottom throbbing. You take hold of my hair and try to pull me up, to kiss me, to compliment me, but I stop you. “No, no, that’s not what I’m here for today. You had a bad day. Let me suck your cock hard enough to make your whole day better.” I swat your hand away and growl at you, like a dog with her bone. That gets a laugh out of you. I’ve hardly let you get a word in as I scramble to serve you, and though you may not know what to make of me, I can tell you’re enjoying what I’m doing. Your cock is twitching already. I must be doing something right! I know I’m improving your day at least a little. I slurp at your rod, making sure to let the drool run down around it. With your shaft firm, I wrap my hand around it, feeling the weight of it, the hair, its softness. I breathe deeply to get the smell of you. I slide you into my mouth, my fingers taking hold at the base. I can feel you filling up in my mouth, and that’s a great feeling. I pull back just long enough to ask teasingly, “Is your day getting better, baby?” But I don’t need an answer. I know it is. I can hear the relief, relaxation and rapture in your first few sighs and moans. Your cock hardens as my tongue does its work, lapping up and down the swelling shaft. It doesn’t fill from the bottom up, your cock, but from the center out. I feel the vein on the bottom throbbing. You take hold of my hair and try to pull me up, to kiss me, to compliment me, but I stop you. “No, no, that’s not what I’m here for today. You had a bad day. Let me suck your cock hard enough to make your whole day better.” I swat your hand away and growl at you, like a dog with her bone. That gets a laugh out of you. I’ve hardly let you get a word in as I scramble to serve you, and though you may not know what to make of me, I can tell you’re enjoying what I’m doing. Your cock is twitching already. I must be doing something right! I know I’m improving your day at least a little. I slurp at your rod, making sure to let the drool run down around it. With your shaft firm, I wrap my hand around it, feeling the weight of it, the hair, its softness. I breathe deeply to get the smell of you. I slide you into my mouth, my fingers taking hold at the base. I can feel you filling up in my mouth, and that’s a great feeling. I pull back just long enough to ask teasingly, “Is your day getting better, baby?” But I don’t need an answer. I know it is. I can hear the relief, relaxation and rapture in your first few sighs and moans. Your cock hardens as my tongue does its work, lapping up and down the swelling shaft. It doesn’t fill from the bottom up, your cock, but from the center out. I feel the vein on the bottom throbbing. You take hold of my hair and try to pull me up, to kiss me, to compliment me, but I stop you. “No, no, that’s not what I’m here for today. You had a bad day. Let me suck your cock hard enough to make your whole day better.” I swat your hand away and growl at you, like a dog with her bone. That gets a laugh out of you. I’ve hardly let you get a word in as I scramble to serve you, and though you may not know what to make of me, I can tell you’re enjoying what I’m doing. Your cock is twitching already. I must be doing something right! I know I’m improving your day at least a little. I slurp at your rod, making sure to let the drool run down around it. With your shaft firm, I wrap my hand around it, feeling the weight of it, the hair, its softness. I breathe deeply to get the smell of you. I slide you into my mouth, my fingers taking hold at the base. I can feel you filling up in my mouth, and that’s a great feeling. I pull back just long enough to ask teasingly, “Is your day getting better, baby?” But I don’t need an answer. I know it is. I can hear the relief, relaxation and rapture in your first few sighs and moans. Your cock hardens as my tongue does its work, lapping up and down the swelling shaft. It doesn’t fill from the bottom up, your cock, but from the center out. I feel the vein on the bottom throbbing. You take hold of my hair and try to pull me up, to kiss me, to compliment me, but I stop you. “No, no, that’s not what I’m here for today. You had a bad day. Let me suck your cock hard enough to make your whole day better.” I swat your hand away and growl at you, like a dog with her bone. That gets a laugh out of you. I’ve hardly let you get a word in as I scramble to serve you, and though you may not know what to make of me, I can tell you’re enjoying what I’m doing. Your cock is twitching already. I must be doing something right! I know I’m improving your day at least a little. I slurp at your rod, making sure to let the drool run down around it. With your shaft firm, I wrap my hand around it, feeling the weight of it, the hair, its softness. I breathe deeply to get the smell of you. I slide you into my mouth, my fingers taking hold at the base. I can feel you filling up in my mouth, and that’s a great feeling. I pull back just long enough to ask teasingly, “Is your day getting better, baby?” But I don’t need an answer. I know it is. I can hear the relief, relaxation and rapture in your first few sighs and moans. Your cock hardens as my tongue does its work, lapping up and down the swelling shaft. It doesn’t fill from the bottom up, your cock, but from the center out. I feel the vein on the bottom throbbing. You take hold of my hair and try to pull me up, to kiss me, to compliment me, but I stop you. “No, no, that’s not what I’m here for today. You had a bad day. Let me suck your cock hard enough to make your whole day better.” I swat your hand away and growl at you, like a dog with her bone. That gets a laugh out of you. I’ve hardly let you get a word in as I scramble to serve you, and though you may not know what to make of me, I can tell you’re enjoying what I’m doing. Your cock is twitching already. I must be doing something right! I know I’m improving your day at least a little. I slurp at your rod, making sure to let the drool run down around it. With your shaft firm, I wrap my hand around it, feeling the weight of it, the hair, its softness. I breathe deeply to get the smell of you. I slide you into my mouth, my fingers taking hold at the base. I can feel you filling up in my mouth, and that’s a great feeling. I pull back just long enough to ask teasingly, “Is your day getting better, baby?” But I don’t need an answer. I know it is. I can hear the relief, relaxation and rapture in your first few sighs and moans. Your cock hardens as my tongue does its work, lapping up and down the swelling shaft. It doesn’t fill from the bottom up, your cock, but from the center out. I feel the vein on the bottom throbbing. You take hold of my hair and try to pull me up, to kiss me, to compliment me, but I stop you. “No, no, that’s not what I’m here for today. You had a bad day. Let me suck your cock hard enough to make your whole day better.” I swat your hand away and growl at you, like a dog with her bone. That gets a laugh out of you. I’ve hardly let you get a word in as I scramble to serve you, and though you may not know what to make of me, I can tell you’re enjoying what I’m doing. Your cock is twitching already. I must be doing something right! I know I’m improving your day at least a little. I slurp at your rod, making sure to let the drool run down around it. With your shaft firm, I wrap my hand around it, feeling the weight of it, the hair, its softness. I breathe deeply to get the smell of you. I slide you into my mouth, my fingers taking hold at the base. I can feel you filling up in my mouth, and that’s a great feeling. I pull back just long enough to ask teasingly, “Is your day getting better, baby?” But I don’t need an answer. I know it is. I can hear the relief, relaxation and rapture in your first few sighs and moans. Your cock hardens as my tongue does its work, lapping up and down the swelling shaft. It doesn’t fill from the bottom up, your cock, but from the center out. I feel the vein on the bottom throbbing. You take hold of my hair and try to pull me up, to kiss me, to compliment me, but I stop you. “No, no

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