The one where I'm jealous of a toilet
It has been a while since Husband has used me as toilet. He teased me last night because I was sucking his dick before bed and he said he had to piss. I sucked harder on his dick hoping he’d piss in my mouth but he just pushed me and walked to the bathroom. I was very disappointed and that’s when I realized I was feeling jealous of the toilet. Jealous of a fucking toilet. I didn’t even know I was capable of feeling jealous of an inanimate object. But here I am.
I told Husband this later that night and asked him why he didn’t piss in my mouth since I was right there. He said that I’m not able to swallow all his piss yet and he was worried I’d puke or that it would splatter. I started to protest that I’m better than I used to be and I wouldn’t puke or care if it splattered. That’s when he told me that I’d complained in the past about the taste/ mess and he didn’t like having to deal with my bitchy attitude. I just not worth the trouble to piss in or on.
Then I felt so ashamed for my past behavior. I promised to do better and I will. Husband deserves to have me be the best urinal whore for him.
Flashy is adorable.
