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While I’m polishing the final post in the Art & Culture series trilogy, something happened just mere moments ago that I must share with you.
Silver Fox came over to give me a blowjob. We have great sexual chemistry: he loves to blow me, and I love getting blown! If you may recall, he is by far my steadiest date — once a week, minimum. He’s almost like family, you know?
So we start with him kneeling at the foot of my bed — and Silver Fox does everything right. He kisses my candy through my lace panties, awakening it with the indentation of his lips and tongue. Then he licks up and down my inner thighs. I shiver. We’ve been going at it, once a week, for almost a year now, and it’s still thrilling.
We both take hits of poppers, and it lifts us to a different reality. I wrap my legs around his back. My stilettos leave a red scratch down his back. He looks at me with these Snoopy Dog eyes, kind of glassy. His head goes deeper between my legs and he licks my balls while stroking my shecock.
Awesome.
We move on to the bed. We lie parallel but in opposite directions, his face buried in my crotch, and I’m alternating between stroking his cock and playing with his nice buns. Silver Fox is in his early fifties, but he still plays soccer so he’s got a nice gelatinous booty. It is also the perfect angle for him to deep throat me,
Gosh, it feels so good. And we’re still taking hits of poppers, his tongue and lips doing ever more amazing sensations. I ask him if he’s ever fantasized about me cumming while my cock is deep inside his throat, so my load goes directly down into his esophagus. He says he would love for me to cum while face fucking him, but it will have to be at the end, right before I cum, because he can’t take the throat fucking for long.
When I got close I started face fucking him. But his head was resting on my pillows and it was a weird angle. My cock wasn’t entering his mouth at a position where I could shove it down his throat. So I laid down on the bed again. He was going to milk me with him on his knees.
As our usual tradition, we took another hit of poppers in anticipation of the big climax. I was coming, I was coming, I was cumming… I pushed his head down. I was going to shoot it down his throat.
Then I hear a hiccup,
And Silver Fox BARFS all over my cock!
The red sauce (he must have had spaghetti for dinner) drips all over my comforter. I see pieces of cabbage. There are chunks of other stuff. Ground beef?
I know my duvet cover is only IKEA. But it was still $70! I think I am going to brave it and scrape it out with the Shout Ultra Gel Stain Lifting Brush. And then bleach the hell out of it.
Why, oh why, Cassandra, did you force his head down instead of just letting him milk you to completion at his own leisure?
And no more dates so soon after dinner time.
Gotta give the food a time to properly digest.
Besides, warm milk is best right before bedtime.
Tags: followup

Cass,
Nice story. It is what it is. Very nice picture!
You are very attractive.
Gary
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Thank you Gary. I try.
It may be half of what you paid for the duvet cover in the first place…but I would take it to a dry cleaner and see what they could do. Worth a shot… Ahhh the memories.*wistful smile*
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Ian: I left the soiled duvet cover in the living room. I wasn’t ready to clean it and I didn’t want barf in my room. I know, I”m uncouth that way. Well, I came home today and Reuben stuffed it in the trash. So I guess I won’t have to clean it after all. Off to buy a new duvet cover. Do you think Top Girls should never buy white bed linens because of all the possible “accidents”? Cass
Hi Cass,
If I were Silver Fox I’d replace the duvet and come back for the warm milk. You won’t be able to bleach away the memory of a red-sauce-cabbage-beef-spaghetti-barf-hiccup on your duvet and c**k. Not even with the Shout Ultra Gel Stain Lifting Brush.
I know you might feel that you share some blame because you pushing his head down (but isn’t that what we all would want you to do to us?), but this isn’t about what’s fair, it’s about what’s best. Buy Cassandra a new duvet I say. For me it would be a very small price to pay in order to be considered for a future “direct deposit.”
Brian
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Awww, Brian, you’re so sweet. But, Naah, I won’t make Silver Fox buy me a new duvet cover. I take it as a cost-of-doing-business expense. We have to treat our regulars with favors. I’m like the Nordstrom of hookers. C
My dear, I have only one thought:
Barf Happens.
Actually two:
Silver Fox should pay for a new comforter.
Ruby
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Ruby: Barf happens, but why does it have to happen to me?!? I tell you, Ruby, I suffer.