She comes to me every day, an hour after lunch, bearing a special gift. I look forward to this moment, as she gently lowers a medium-hard morsel into my mouth. These “morsels” are always carefully prepared and presented, wrapped in the natural packaging of her body.
Her pussy is always neatly trimmed, a delicate pink in the center. I cherish the moments when she pinches her eyes closed in anticipation, the first “morsel” sliding around my lips before making its way down my throat.
With each delivery, I am treated to a glimpse of the source of these gifts: the smooth, pink folds of her anus, expanding ever so slightly with each push. I long to reach out and clean away the last traces of her gift with my tongue, savoring every last bit.
My wife Atsuya is truly a wonder, and I am grateful for her unique and thoughtful gifts each and every day.