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Breakfast
Breathe her in
She knows how difficult this can be on him.
How unreasonable her expectations are of him.
No matter how sweetly, soothingly, and lovingly she replies, “No baby, not today,” to his desperate plea for mercy she knows it can’t be easy for him to hear.
Day after day… night after night.
So when he falls to his knees before her, wrapping his arms around her, clinging to her as he trembles from his need for release she smiles with understanding.
“I know sweetheart, I know,” she purrs, cradling him near as she strokes his hair. “You want to cum sometimes too, don’t you? It isn’t fair, is it? But you know how much I love this, seeing you like this. Aching… desperate… frustrated. Baby, it’s so hot, I absolutely love it so much…”
She smiled at his muffled whimper. In a soft voice she murmured, “And I know you love it too, don’t you?… sacrificing for me… suffering for me… you love giving me what I want so much, don’t you baby?”
She purred softly as his head nodded and he whimpered, “Yes… I do.”
“I know baby,” she cooed sympathetically, even while a wicked smirk was forming on her face. “I know that you do. And if I ever thought you didn’t want this as badly as I did, I would never ask this of you. Sweetheart, you’d be cumming so much for me, from the moment you woke up in the morning until you drifted off to sleep at night. Any time I sensed that you cock wanted attention I’d treat it to the sexiest, sweetest, hottest orgasms that I could.”
She smirked at his groan, adding, “But I know that’s not what you want. Not really. Not when I know how important it is to you to not be selfish by putting your own desires before mine.”
Leaning down, she kissed the top of his head and cooed, “I want you to cum again sweetheart, really I do… someday… but, I’ll let you keep waiting for me a little longer. I know how important that is to you…”
It waxes and wanes.. but never ceases..
Harold Cazneaux, Spirit of Endurance, 1937
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