Cum for breakfast

Perfect any place, here or there
Just make sure you don’t get it in your hair!

Hahaha … silly rhymes and sunrise orgasms to start the day. It’s become our standard wake-up now and it’s like we can’t get out of bed without cum and laughs.

I woke up this morning after having a dream in which I was on a waterslide through a large complex floating factory. At the end I got shot out of a tunnel and into an ocean with other people. Maestro agreed it was a sex dream and I was the sperm. So why the sexy dream? We went shopping together yesterday for Maestro since he recently lost his dad-bod and is now the happy owner of chiseled arms and abs. (I take credit for some of the increased exercise!) He now needs the sexy clothes to fit the sexy body, and found at least three drop-dead drooling outfits at a huge discount. His runway show for me later on came with only one stipulation – that I’m naked on the bed playing with myself. So the man has a swimmer’s body – tall, muscular legs, long arms, and well … I’ve talked enough about his magic fingers. He doesn’t even need to take his clothes off for me to get a bit wet.

It was just a great day of shopping, eating at one of our favorite Indian food buffets, buying discount designer clothes, and being seduced by a handsome man with great shoes. And to end it all, he taught me another valuable life skill – playing Borderland 2.