I feel you shifting, getting ready to head back downstairs. It is not my place to be seen, but I will help you prepare the food and get a small bar ready for you. XXX “Good work, I will be back later for more” and then you leave. “I’m not happy about this morning” you tell me in a strict tone. I look down at the sight of you, slowly taking me in your mouth, your hand working the base of my shaft. Within a minute or two you climb off the bed, head to the bathroom and pee. I feel something and realize you’ve place the blindfold over my eyes. The taste is you, but different and very wet. I am alone again, now completely blind and left with your
