“Scar. No thoughts.” Sniper asks him, leaning back against the wall.
“Screw you Snipe.” his parting words before he walks out of the room. Interesting. We spend another twenty minutes discussing the issue. Looking over, I see my baby is falling asleep and I know I need to get her home. Ending the night, I get us to the car and home. Time to put my baby to bed. She is going to need her sleep. My dick doesn’t care about sleep.
Five Days Later
MMM. Fuck. This dream has to be as a result of not getting my daily dose last night. We have spent the last few days going out to dinner, shopping for things she needs and wants like a cell phone and smartwatch. We have been to the movies, the library and to the park. The park was the most interesting place. It was there I learned more about my future wife.
It started off innocent enough with me asking her how long she has been without a family. I wondered if maybe she lost them and bailed on foster care. I know it happens often. Her story though, is different. She sat on a bench and told me she was abandoned at the hospital at birth. Apparently her birth mother had her and left her. The nurse that realized she was abandoned, picked her up, said her eyes were the color of exotic jewels. She was given a rose blanket by the NICU at birth and so the nurse who filled out her birth certificate named her Jewel LaRose Canter. She gave Jewel her last name so she wouldn’t be baby doe. She left a note to be kept with her for when she got older, so she would know her own story.
The entire time she sat there telling me her story, I had no idea what to say and the moment didn’t seem to call for comment. I simply held her hand and listened. I listened to her as she told me how she bounced from foster home to foster home until she landed in a group home for girls. She said she used to spend her days in the library, listening to music and reading books when she wasn’t in class.
The longer we sat there, the more in awe of her I became. She is not just beautiful, but she is incredibly intelligent. I asked her what she wanted to do with her life when she was in high school. She shrugged for a bit, throwing bread to the pigeons before looking me in my eyes and saying so matter of factly, “I never let myself dream that far.” That crushed me for a second before I pulled myself together.
“You’re with me now, baby. You have a family, love, safety and more money than you could ever count. Dream all you want Canary. Dream and I will make them a reality.” When I leaned over and kissed her she smiled and tilted her head.
“Why do you call me Canary?” took her long enough to ask.
“That’s simple. The moment I laid eyes on you I knew you were special. Not like a generic special, but a rare diamond, not found everywhere. You are exotic and beautiful. High coveted, yet shy. Delicate yet strong. You’re my Canary.”
“I like that.” After that conversation she laid on me and we just sat...still. She was so exhausted, I let her sleep after we got home.
Now here I am about to jizz my fucking pants because of a wet dream. My eyes open and land on the top of the most beautiful head of hair ever created. Seems my Queen woke up feigning. “You're having breakfast in bed, huh, my toy.” she nods her heads as she moans around my dick. I push her head further down, before tapping her ass. She turns the bottom of herself around, putting her pussy in my face as we wake up giving 69 a run for its money.
Her pussy shines in my face as her dew coats the lips. I can tell by how swollen her clit is that she has been rubbing it since she inhaled my dick. Holding her lips open with my thumbs, my tongue flattens on her clit before moving up to her ass where I give her tiny hole a nice lick and poke, high on the amount of syrup dripping from her pussy as she quivers. Up and down, side to side I lick the pussy that belongs to me, while gritting my teeth trying to stave off the impending eruption from the magic she is working on my dick. My woman is swallowing it whole like it’s a popsicle. Guess we can call it a cumpop. I crack myself up.
“Oh fuck, baby.'' I groan when her hands begin rolling my balls. I always come the fastest in the morning. “Come with me, baby.'' I bite her clit and yell with her as we release our morning angst. “Shit.” she turns around and lays across my chest, rubbing the tat, catching her breath. Good morning, canary.”