Master comes home
this is my first story
It is Friday evening and master is almost home. I have dinner on the table and am kneeling at the door waiting for him. Then I hear his key in the lock and he opens the door to see me kneeling in front of him. I told him that dinner was ready. So we ate and he brought me to the living room. He asked if I had missed him, I told him I always miss him when he is gone and I crawled up his chest and made out with him passionat...