Not too spicy. A hint of milk. I'd say it's La Mesa butter from Lakeside cream, probably a July 1965 vintage. Very good."I reached over and messed Jaz...'s hair as he was giggling.Mom came over with the bacon and started piling it on our plates. She put that pan away and did the same with eggs. She seemed to have a better appetite than most mornings.The food was fantastic. The bacon was from the half pig we had in the freezer, the bread was from Dudley's bakery in Ramona and the eggs had been laid. I was wearing a t-shirt and jeans. While returning home, CNG driver was watching me in his front mirror and keep smiling. I was feeling nervous though at that time, after few moments at around 11:50 pm, he took a side and stopped his CNG near an under construction building which was a silent place.Then he told me, he liked me and he wanted me to suck his cock. I felt more nervous, but as I like gay sex, so I agreed and we both get out and go to inside that building. It was dark night and no one. He strutted out of the room, without further notice of me.The irritating sound of claws scratching stainless steel sang from the kitchen. I went to the dishwasher where the alpha was signaling, "There's work to be done."I unlatched the door and plucked out his bowl. He immediately leaped high and far, landing on the table. Turning around, he waited for brunch.After serving him a piping hot dish of expensive dog food, I ate a grapefruit on the floor. He didn't seem to mind that I used a spoon.. You grasp the ring in your teeth and pull. My body shudders, “Oh fuck I’m cumming,” I stammer, the bed groans as I pull on the restraints and my pussy gushes. You reach a free hand down, get a handful and bring it to my mouth. I suck you fingers hard and deep, tasting myself. You release my nipple with a pop and chuckle. As you move to the right breast, you smack the left one. My eyes fly open as I gasp! Our eyes meet and there is that wicked grin again. We keep eye contact as you lower your.