I adore blowjobs. I think giving them is providing a piece of heaven for you loved one. On top of that, I just think the feeling is the most amazing thing. Filling your mouth with a hard thick cock. Pure bliss.
Needless to say, I do it a lot. Especially when it’s not expected.
One night, me and my boyfriend from back then (I think this happend four years ago) were out to go to the movies. I remember that he had a part time job back then at the cinema, so we could go to the movies for free. We arrived at the hall, scored ourselves some tickets and moved towards the line for popcorn. A couple of his friends also worked at the movie theatre, and on that specific night one was working as a cashier for the snacks. With a big grin on his face he looked towards us. Especially me. Tom, my boyfriend, had always told me that his friends thought I was incredibly hot. Not sure why, but whenever one of his friends would look at me, I had the urge to clarify I belonged to Tom. By kissing, by groping, by doing something naughty. Maybe it’s silly, but I just had to. I belonged to him, body als soul. And they needed to know that.