Master,
As we go to bed and you kiss me lovingly on my lips, look me in the eyes telling me you love me deeply how you need me and I am such a special girl. You lay me on your chest holding me as we talk about our day, softly touching caressing my hair and face. Relaxing with each other and getting settled in for the night. You tell me DOWN as you hold my hair. My body starts to feel heightened, aching more in anticipation as I know I can finally love and worship my Zob, sleep with him and love him as a good Zob worshipper always should.
I kiss you on the lips, and then down your chest knowing I am not allowed to rush when I'm to go to my place with my Zob. As I slowly get closer to being with my Zob I can feel my ache and need grow over taking me...as I finally lay my head on your thigh my nipples are fully erect aching, my breasts feel heavier, I can smell that musk of my Zob as I bury my nose in him which I love and it drives my need to be closer to him, to love him to be lost in my Zob, my Love.
My tabboun begins to ache even more, pounding with need of my Zob deeper in sluts aching tabboun... I can't control that need any longer... I have to make love to my Zob...I have to feel my tongue on him, kiss him with my lips all over from the tip of his beautiful head, all down his big beautiful shaft, to the bottom of the balls over and over.