Bedroom Confessions: The Art of Losing and Loving It

I’m grinning like a fool, my tits bouncing as I laugh at his loss. He’s a good sport, but I can see the hunger in his eyes. He knows what’s coming, and so do I. I’m going to make sure he remembers this night. I’m going to make him beg for it. I’m going to make him my good little loser. And I’m going to love every second of it.

Blowing His Mind and His Load

I can already taste him, feel him on my tongue. I’m going to take all four of them, one by one, until he’s empty and I’m full. I’m going to make him watch as I swallow every last drop. I’m going to make him feel like the luckiest man alive. And I’m going to make sure he knows who’s in charge. I’m his wife, and I’m his queen. And I’m going to make him my good little loser, over and over again.