One day I want him to come home from a long day of him thinking of me, unable to get his mind off of the needy puppy he has at home waiting for him. Once he gets home, he’d call for me and I’d immediately come to him. On all fours? Yes, absolutely. He’s give me head pats and I’d immediately begin to babble on about how much I missed him. “OhbabyImissedyousomuchallIcoulddowasthinkabout youand-“ In the middle of speaking, I’d get cutoff with a simple “Quiet.” Immediate silence. “Sit.” I’m sat. He’d start to undo his pants and I would start to get excited. I’d look up at him as his big long dick bounces up and out of his pants. I’d watch as he’d take it into his hand and stroke it a bit. I’d start to whine about not being able to touch him and he’d tell me to be patient. I’d wait and wait until he says “Open your mouth Sweetheart.” And I’d obey immediately. I’d feel his warm length slide onto my tongue and down my throat. I’d let him thrust over and over. I’d suck and slurp. I’d let him use me until I feel him cum down my throat. I’d be such a mess. There would be drool and cum all over my mouth and I’d look up at him with heavy eyelids. He’d tell me “Such a good puppy. Come here my good girl, you did so good for me.” And I’d be the happiest pup in the world.