Worse ways to spend a morning...

I awoke to the alarm and stumbled out of bed, tempted to wipe hair out of my eyes only to realize that it was Furry's hair that was in fact attached to his head, and thus did not need brushed away. I stumbled bleary-eyed into my office and assessed my surroundings. The desk looks empty with the monstor of a monitor from the old computer gone. I must build some short shelves in here... yes indeed. I took it upon myself to start editing some more pics, get ahead of the game as it were, so I won't have to stress at Dark Oddessey about work if I don't want to. This morning it was the last of the pics from Tony Lee, of Bobbie Sox, ZombieDip and myself out at Rooster Rock. More stuff too. Compiling my pics in with his, making usable sets. I keep staring at these CDs of images from Equus Eroticus, looking forward to getting pics from Lillian so I can start getting pony play pics up on RopeLover.

AOL popped up with Mars acct out of the blue, a message of gaming calling him from slumber. Gaming has been good- last night Pet was reintroduced to Jackson in new light, candle light, the abyss flickering gently at her heart as Bancroft bit off more than he could chew. I look forward to the new dynamic- and hopefully sending up for a path soon.

Back on the couch as I took a work break, Mars, my queer coco skinned boyfriend, currently bald from last nights fun, was reading. We set the book aside and our lips lingered and became a frenzy- hand on hand on chest on nippled on cock on ass, his body vanishing into mine as I opened wide for him. On the floor he fucked me til I was screaming, and in the background I heard the squeek of Furry's feet that told me my Owner was awake. He grinned at me as Mars and I dashed to the bedroom to avoid more rugburn- moving from pose to pose like an anal kama sutra adventure. It had been too long, too long indeed, since I had cum just from anal play... but my moans echoed and I swear I could hear Furry smile from his office.

As Mars and I headed towards the bathroom, Furry grabbed me and brought me back into his room. My good slut, he said, weaving a tale of how much I needed cock, how much I needed to serve, visions of parties that he longed to host with me as the entertainment. What-ifs become whens. He fucked me again and again, my body shivering and stars in my eyes unable to breathe. Once he was finally done with me he dragged me into the bathroom so I could get two mens sweat off of me, remove cum from my form, and he used my fuzzy head as a soapy loofah.

Back to work. But yeah, there are much worse ways to spend a morning.

Thanks again Technoboggan for chat time last night, I hope we can get together next weekend. Big Daddy Yum Yum, wow, as usual. I love our roleplay time, Pet & Jackson forever my little boy of eternal abyss.