Missing His Taste...

There is so much I have been missing from when he was visiting...
Of all the things, I really miss being his bitch.
I miss getting down on the floor and sucking his cock. I miss the feeling of him growing in my mouth as I licked him, sucked him.
I miss him telling me not to stop.

I remember how I really struggled with his huge cock in my mouth the first day...
These pictures reminded me of our times together.


I remember very well how I struggled and tried to get it all the way in...but I just couldnt. I was gagging only with a few inches in my mouth. I wondered how I could possibly get it all in.

I then remember how he grabbed my hair and said we were going to try something else. I remember him forcing my head all the way down his length. I remember gagging and crying. I remember fighting for air... but also wanting more of his cock...
I remember that feeling in the back of my throat.
I still remember his wonderful taste in my mouth.


I remember how it got a little easier every time we did it.
I miss him calling me his bitch, his good girl as I pleased him.

I miss gagging on his cock.
I miss his smell. I miss his touch. I miss his taste... in my mouth

P.S. We used to share kinky pictures every now and then... and that would be my way of showing him what I am or would be interested in... And we havnt been able to do that in a while since my laptop has been screwed up. Even though I hope to have my laptop ready and in good condition by tommorow, I had to do this today... just as a reminder of our photo sharing we used to do. I shall have some of the kinky pictures I share with him on here too! ;-)