If you are wondering why there was no follow-up to my last post about Thanksgiving, there is an explanation.

Right now, I am actually in “sunny” San Diego with my Owner and His girlfriend. The Pretty Brunette.

Thanksgiving was supposed to be spent serving a delicious dinner they cooked and i served to several of our favorite friends.

Instead, Master-Sir woke me up in the early morning ( I was sleeping in my bedroom) and asked me to do Him a huge favor. That alone scared me because He never has to ask me to do anything, especially as a favor. I am HIS slave and I will obey as He wants.

The Pretty Brunette was not sleeping and having pains and menstrual cramps, but she knew it was not time for her period.

She has learned in the many times she has used me for her personal pleasures, that she enjoys and can relax much easier when she has me worship her pussy.

She said that having me lick her pussy helps her sleep better!

I actually felt honored and privileged to be of service to her and happily crawled onto the bed and between her soft long legs. Thanking her for the honor to serve.

She was in pain, yet gave me a smile. As I parted her lips and gently put my tongue into her, she started to relax and straighten her legs out. Something Master-Sir said she couldn’t do all night.

I could feel Him sitting beside me, petting my head and my back. Getting me a little bit wet as I focused on her. Talking sweet things about His two favorite females in one bed.

Between her legs is where I spent most of Thanksgiving day. She would drift in and out of sleep and I kissed, massaged, and licked her pussy all the while. Stopping only to use the bathroom (with permission) and to get refreshed..

Master-Sir at one point, could not hold back and fucked my pussy while I was in the right position, knees up, ass facing Him, me licking His girlfriend’s pussy. I felt a little guilty enjoying that pleasure while she lay in pain.

In response to it all, she was actually getting wet as He was telling her how it felt and what He loved about seeing her, me, and Him in a train…

That was the only time her pussy responded to my worshipping. The rest of the time I knew I was doing well by her moaning or her sleeping.

As the day went on, I was told to go join the others for a hastily prepared meal and some time to be with Master-Sir and friends. But my focus was always on her.

Master-Sir tied to talk her into going to the ER, but she would tell Him no and she meant it.

By Friday, He had enough and drove her to her place in San Diego. By that time, she was able to get up a little bit and walk around. By Monday, He called to tell me she was back to her old self again. But Tuesday she fell was back to being curled up like a ball and moaning in pain.

Yesterday, I was told to fly out here to take care of them. She was going into the hospital for tests. Master-Sir was/is a nervous wreck and her condo was a disaster by my standards. So I am kept busy cleaning, serving, and worshipping as well as worrying and wondering.

Thats where I am and why I may be a bit quieter for the next few days.

I just wanted to catch up with you because some of you were asking about my Thanksgiving follow-up…