*TW* Vomit
Tummy bugs are the worst! Am I right? Lol.
So Master Daddy did not come with foxy and friends to the sex shop to purchase my new cock, lol, because he wasn’t feeling well. That night, he was up until 4am hugging the toilet. Poor guy.
So the next day, my tummy started to be a bitch and by my lunch at work, I’m giving my all to the toilet as well… I work from home, so I hopped in the shower, which always makes me feel better when I’m sick, and then I logged back in. On my next break, I laid down in bed with Master Daddy who got off work early cuz he was still feeling like shit. I just had to wriggle against him, so of course, we fucked. I couldn’t help it… even with both of us feeling sick, lol. I am such a slut for him.
I left work early, with a trash can next to my desk and feeling completely empty and got some rest. I notified my friends that I had plans with so we could make adjustments. I dislike canceling plans, but I hate spreading illness even more. We caught up on some TV and then one of my wonderful friends brought me a care package of stuff for settling an upset tummy! He is just so fucking thoughtful.
After consuming a banana, some saltines, and a bottle of ginger ale, I heard the shower running. Master Daddy knows that turning on a shower is the best way to catch a fox, so I hopped into the shower again. He washed me and played in the water with me, changing the temperatures and moving me around in it by my throat. Turns me on when he dominates me in such subtle ways. My mouth craved his cock, so I turned off the water and squatted down.
I looked up at him and slid my lips around his stiff shaft and started sucking on him. Licking and sucking and then his hand found the back of my head and pushed my throat further on his dick and erp… I looked up at him feeling that gag come in, eyes pleading for him to remember I’m sick and I just ate some food. He turned on the water and held my face in place, looking directly into my eyes, intense as all fuck. He says good girl and the battle begins.
Deep throating while nauseous is a whole nother level. I was able to avoid vomiting twice by breath management and him allowing me to pull off for a second here and there. But the last time, it all came rushing out and I had to hold my mouth shut with my hand…he tried to turn me to the shower drain, but I hopped out of the shower and released a mass of banana crackers into the toilet… I didn’t want to have to clean any chunks out of the grate, lol… the great thing about eating bananas is that it doesn’t burn or hurt coming back up…
I then hopped back into the shower and he grabbed my head and pushed it towards the water. “Open up, hoor. Gotta rinse out your dirty slut mouth,” he says. I opened my mouth and the water from the shower head prickled and tingled my tongue. Another good girl slipped out as he rubbed his cock against my ass and then turned the shower off.
