Happy Birthday, Mike.
On my knees, in the kitchen, wearing something just a bit kitschy and cute, in the process of baking you a cake. Happy birthday, baby. I just want to make you feel good. While it's in the oven, why don't I do a little something to pass the time. Give me your cock. I want to suck it lovingly, to show you how much I genuinely care. My lips slide up and down your shaft, crimson encircling your cock and pumping you gently for your pleasure. My breasts are perched atop my leopard print tank top, creating the perfect platform for my soft, pillowy cleavage to escape. My tongue flicks under your cockhead, right at your deliciously delicate and sensitive frenulum. I know you love it when I cradle your balls like this, stroking you into my mouth with one hand as my mouth takes a passionate and sweet approach to sucking you. Then, my hands work in concentric circles, swirling around to stroke you as I gently kiss the tip of your cock. This blowjob isn't your only present, but it's certainly a gift that I love to share with you. I know this is a frequent occurrence for us, but it doesn't make it any less special on your own special day. I stroke your shaft as I tongue your balls, looking up at you with the kind of devotion I have always felt for you. I slide down to the base of your cock, licking your balls, since it's my favourite trick to drive you wild. We giggle together, as we always do, punctuated by the ways this blowjob progresses to get you closer and closer to the edge. My lips follow my hand, up and down, stroking and sucking your cock in one fell motion as you start to fill my mouth with your cum. This orgasm, this closed-mouth orgasm, feels unlike any other. And that's exactly the perfect finish to this birthday blowjob. Now, to take the cake out of the oven and see what else the day has in store.
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