Game day

"Today there is a game" is the message I like to receive the most.

That day I go to my Master's house, I enter, I undress, I pass by the bathroom and grab a bowl, I pass by the kitchen to pour a beer and go to the dining room, where He is already naked on the couch.

He tells me who is playing that day (it can be any sport) and I say who I think will win. That is all the interaction we will have until the end of the game.

I give him the beer, I place myself between his legs with the bowl next to me and start to give him oral pleasure while He watches the game, drinks the beer and relaxes after a long, hard day at the office.

During that time, if he feels like spitting on me, he can choose to do it while I'm performing oral sex or make me stop to hydrate my mouth.

During that time, if he feels like urinating, he stands up, I stick out my tongue, put the bowl under my chin, and wait for him to finish. I lick it clean so it doesn't drip on the couch and we continue.

During that time, if I feel like urinating, I have to do it in the bowl without stopping and without making a mess.

He usually ejaculates right when the game ends. He stands up and ejaculates on me wherever he feels like that day: mouth, face, or hair. The bowl, just in case, always under my chin.

The result of the game and my prediction lead us to the final choice. If I was right, I get to choose, otherwise, He does:

- Make me go home with all his ejaculation (and, maybe, if he felt like it, saliva) smeared on my face and hair.

- Rinse my mouth and clean my face and hair with the contents of the bowl.

Once cleaned or smeared, I empty the bowl in the bathroom, clean and dry it, throw away the beer, pick up the glass or cup and clean it, get dressed and leave until the next "today there is a game".