:Submission Fantasy:
In the kitchen, Hitomi is putting some things on the table for breakfast. "Are you hungry?" she asks. You tell you are and ask about her. She smiles and replies "I'm not so hungry. I have little snack this morning, you remember?"
You can still picture her in your head, an eyeful of cleavage and your tackle in her mouth. You really like this woman. "I remember," you tell her.
"And are you okay this morning? Let me see!" She comes up to you and pulls off the towel. Your dick is hanging down and is slightly swollen and chafed from its night time use as a pacifier, not to mention activity with others in the family. Hitomi picks it up with one hand and looks it over. At this moment, Ryou walks in the room. Hitomi doesn't drop your cock. Instead, she beckons her husband over and they mutter together. Hitomi then explains, "We think it's a little bit red. We have some cream. I can make sure your clothes do not rub. Hana!" she calls Hana over who has come in the room. Hitomi talks to her quickly in Japanese, to which Hana nods and walks away.
You can still picture her in your head, an eyeful of cleavage and your tackle in her mouth. You really like this woman. "I remember," you tell her.
"And are you okay this morning? Let me see!" She comes up to you and pulls off the towel. Your dick is hanging down and is slightly swollen and chafed from its night time use as a pacifier, not to mention activity with others in the family. Hitomi picks it up with one hand and looks it over. At this moment, Ryou walks in the room. Hitomi doesn't drop your cock. Instead, she beckons her husband over and they mutter together. Hitomi then explains, "We think it's a little bit red. We have some cream. I can make sure your clothes do not rub. Hana!" she calls Hana over who has come in the room. Hitomi talks to her quickly in Japanese, to which Hana nods and walks away.