So I woke to an empty bed, not a great start, previous years I woke to getting my balls sucked
, but I could smell cooking, I went down to the kitchen and I got served up a fantastic fry, with french toast and pancakes, a lovely little present and hand made cards. I took my tea out into the garden, where I stayed most of the morning (apart from popping in here occasionally, addicted I know), in the late afternoon I headed off to see my own father, when I returned the BBQ was in full swing with chicken skewers, burgers, sausages and steak and herself in a skimpy bikini. We sat, enjoyed the food, had great conversation and just chilled. We then came into the house, watched some TV, (again I occasionally popped in here
) and just enjoyed each others company, I was really looking forward to going to bed and having amazing sex, then the penny dropped, why didn't I wake to my balls being sucked, fuck, time of the good damn month and she tells me it's heavy and has a headache also. Now she's gone to bed and I'm sitting here horney as hell and the only punt I'm going to have is with palmela and her 5 sisters... :cry: