This is my daily ritual. The moment I hear his key in the lock, my heart starts racing. I ve been thinking about this all day long. Not just about him coming home, but about this. About having his cock in my mouth. While he was at work, I was just waiting, counting the minutes until I could finally drop to my knees and worship him the way he deserves. It s not just a blowjob; it s my addiction, my deepest, dirtiest fetish. I love the weight of him on my tongue, the taste of his skin, the way he twitches when I find that perfect spot with my tongue. I ll suck his balls, I ll tease his frenulum until he can t think straight. And yes, I ll even bite down just a little, because I love the way it makes him hold back, driving him absolutely wild. I don t do this because I have to. I do it because I need to. This is my reward after a long day, and I m going to enjoy every single second of my husband s big cock until he gives me every last drop.
