His perspective

Surely in that instance when I became so outraged the only thought flooding my mind is to grab her by her throat and choke her against the dining room wall. Why must she test me so much? Why must she aggravate me to the point of thoughts of violence? There she stood barely dressed in a see through pink robe with the furry trim and heels beside where I sat attempting to enjoy the dinner she made, yelling. Arms wailing, fingers pointing, crying, and fuming. Screaming on about me being late, about me not calling, about whatever bitches I am fucking. I let her have her moment. Sitting there disturbed pinching the bridge of my nose between my eyes doing my best to keep my composure as my frustrations festered inward hers poured out like a volcano. Then she did it, she went a little too far as she tended to do and smooshed my head with her two fingers as if challenging me... challenging my manhood, challenging my ability to control her and to put her in her place as she needed. She often did things that required me reminding her of my power and position, as if she did it for the enjoyment of it. Before I knew it though, I snapped. The chair I once rested in was now flipped across the room and she, she was raised two inches from the floor with my hand around her neck firmly gripping the sides and a slight pressure to her trachea. Her face read shocked but her eyes, in her eyes I could read take me daddy and so I did. Gently allowing her down to regain her footing in her heels never letting go of her neck, I guided her back to the table where I took my free hand and swiped everything to the floor before lifting her by her ass and throat onto the table. She wanted to be obnoxiously course and interrupt dinner then she now had to become my meal. I freed her neck, pushed her softly on her back and propped up her legs as if I was her OB. Out of all that anger and aggression it all boiled down to this, this is what my baby wanted. I pulled the chair back to the table as I sat there gazing upon her treasures I can hear her pearl whispering to me; lick me, lick me, lick me. The drips of her juices running down her like a waterfall splatting against the floor echoed through my ears. Seems the longer I made her wait the wetter and hornier she grew in anticipation. I watched as her two fingers crept down slowly massaging her pearls she bit and sucked on her bottom lip, she rolled her nipples and she sang her moans to me. Such the sweetest sounds exuding from such an exceptional Goddess. Erotic in her performance, captivating. My dick couldn't take it any longer; standing at full attention, throbbing, marching in alliance with her and ready to pledge his allegiances to her. She had done it. This siren, this witch, this vixen had cast her spell and I became hers. I took a stand, dropping my sweatpants and kicked them off to the side. The heat of her vagina magnetically pulling my dick inside of her, I had lost all control. I grabbed her leg, placing her foot upwards my shoulder and nibbled on her pedicured toes once I removed her sling backs. I wrapped my arm around her leg; one hand playing with her clitoris the other with her titties like she is an accordion while she clenched her muscles tighter and tighter ready to explode. "Cum for daddy," I commanded her. "This what you wanted? Come on this dick," I demanded. She released a deep moan, her body contorted towards the ceiling, juices flowing and pussy gripping my dick for dear life. In mid stroke ready to nut inside of her I saw it, saw as she exhaled a heat leaving her mouth beaconing, summoning my dick to be in it. Like a bee on honey I couldn't resist and made my way directly to it. Putting my dick in her mouth, attempting to get every inch in her throat as I caressed it and her titties. Running my thumb across her lip and chin pressing down trying to get her to open up wider. Gripping her hair with my other hand, pulling her head closer and closer. Moaning, saliva dripping. "Give me that same energy you had earlier," I teased. She took my dick out of her mouth, chuckled, turned so her head was upside down and took me back into her mouth. The bitch was possessed, her head scarily satisfying. Gargling, sucking, licking, and gagging all while my balls knocked against her forehead as I played with her titties and she fingered her clitoris. Fuck. The closer she got to cumming the more intense she sucked for my nut. God I love this crazy bitch. She had done it. While she was cumming on the floor; I continued stroking her mouth, once again grabbing her throat and releasing my nut right in as she swallowed. Fuck. "Good girl," I acknowledged her once she drank up the last drop.