Yesterday Sir allowed me to masturbate twice, but not cum either time. See, he likes me excited when we go out. After he was done with work I met him at his house and after being allowed to lace up and kiss his boots we headed out to a concert, about two hours away. Once it was dark enough and we were on a quiet stretch he pulled my head into his lap as he drove and allowed me to suck his cock. Well, first he only allowed me to lick, but then, when i was good enough, he let me suck his cock.

The snow did mean Sir couldn't come over for our usual Tuesday date. Things don't look good for next week either, it's our monthly discussion group meetings.

But I'm not all bad news! Saturday Sir's girlfriend asked if i wanted to come over Sunday for dinner with her and Sir. I was expecting nothing more than dinner, tv, and if we had any alcohol, to stay the night, which isn't unusual for us. Sir chimed in though - bring your lunchbox.

He stands back and admires His handiwork. But I can tell He isn't yet happy with the results. His face says He knows something is missing. i know there must be more to come.

The front side taken care of and properly trussed, He can now concentrate on the backside, which He evidently thinks hasn't been getting enough attention.