I could call Haytham “daddy” all day… and well in the hot, steamy nights we’ve recently been having.
October, now that’s a love/hate relationship if I’ve ever known one.
There’s always the 25th, been my birthday for quite some time now. But since last year there’s also the 21st, the day that our family dog, which we acquired first, passed away very suddenly.
So these are the kind of days I’d love to spend with Haytham. Just for him to hold me close on the 21st and the days after that, just some hugging and snuggling, Netflix all day and comfort food.
Then the 24th he’d try to engage me in normal day activities again, going for a walk with the other dogs or getting something to drink in a nice café.
Then for my birthday he’d have a whole day planned. He’d start the day with breakfast in bed. Then we’d go to town for some shopping or just some strolling around, perhaps catch a movie. At night we’d get some dinner, which would either be fancy af or just getting a nice pizza.
Then we’d return back home where he’d give me my present, a gorgeous necklace, which I would accept both happily and reluctantly since he’d been spending money all day on me already.
He would stand behind me, sliding my hair to the side to put the necklace around my neck. As he would close the clasp he’d start kissing up and down the side of my neck, knowing how much I love that.
He would then turn me around, look me in the eye and whisper “Happy birthday, darling. Now, allow me to show you how much I love you.” He would gently guide me back to our bed where he would lay me down and start kissing down my body whilst slowly undressing me.
His name would be leaving my lips in a whispered prayer within no time, gaining volume as he’d bring me closer and closer to the brink with those dextrous hands and that devilish mouth of his.
He would leave me laying then, standing in front of the bed and start slowly undressing. Reaching towards him he would cave, pouncing on me and ravishing me.
Needless to say, talking and walking the next day would be quite the task.
Confession [@chrisfoxman]
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Buon compleanno from all of us at La Rosa in Fiore! 🎉🎉🎉
I want to strip for Haytham. I would peel one layer at a time off for him while he reclined on the bed. His eyes would never leave mine and when I was done he would beckon me over with just his fingers. Just as I got close he would grab onto my wrist and pull me under his firm body with a slight growl. I imagine he be would be rough with me after my display. But to my surprise Daddy Haytham would never be rough to his baby girl
Confessed by @deafeningtyphoonblaze
‘Haytham has been a bad boy lately. I bought handcuffs and will punish him severely tonight.’
‘Shay is such a brash and annoying boy sometimes. I’d love to watch him getting a good spanking from his Grand Master. Shay getting excited in the process and begging Haytham to pound him… now, that would be a nice sight indeed~’
‘I love to imagine Haytham NOT DYING and Shay coming back to him after all these years. They’d have amazing, passionate reunion sex and then lead a relatively happy life as lovers for the rest of their days.’
‘Haytham is known to be always in charge, but for the sake of Shay’s birthday, I’m sure he would let him have the reins for the day. Only so Shay could ride him like no tomorrow ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)’
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I’d love to see Haytham cum on Shay’s pretty face.
‘I want to untie Haytham’s hair and run my hand through it as he showers my naked body with gentle kisses.’
Confession [@cat-botherer]
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‘I like to imagine that Haytham has a silly/playful side. I’d love him to get drunk and motorboat me.’
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