The next morning

Your alarm blares in the morning, waking you up to your new beautiful bride, Bianca, in your brand-new home. You hardly believe this is now your life. Gone are the days of unemployment, couch surfing, and living off credit cards. Your olive-skinned beauty turns her head towards you, smiles, and notices your morning wood. Not wasting any time, she quickly takes your cock into her mouth and begins to suck you off.

Bianca works your sensitive glans with her masterful oral skills. The feeling is electric as it travels up your spine. "Bianca..." You mutter and flail as she bobs up and down on your cock while taking your balls into her hand and massaging them. "Oh ... Fuck, fuck .." you say as you squirm. You're about to blow your load already. She slows down as she sucks down hard on your shaft, extracting your cock from her mouth with a pop.

"You do not wish to have me take care of your morning wood, John? Many men appreciated my doing this for them." Bianca asks with a slurp, licking the side of your cock. You catch your breath. "It's not that, I just wish you had asked me first." You say with a disappointed look on your face.

Bianca releases her grip on your balls and moves her head away from your cock. "I understand, Master. Please forgive my initiative." You sigh. Seems like Fred may be right about Bianca being a live one. Although your cock is still throbbing, you decide you need to punish Bianca by denying her that what she wants.

"Now even though I'm hard and could use some relief, you need to be punished. No sex until at least tomorrow!" Bianca gasps in horror. "I don't care how wet your work with the porn site makes you, you can't even touch yourself until I say so. Now, I have to get to the plant." You say, getting dressed as your cock fully deflates and you head out the door.