Should I feel guilty that I let my baby girl allow me to lay back into a mindful meditation with my whole focus on the tactile sensations she manifested in me like a grand mage who knows the secrets of the universe?

She edged my overly swollen, throbbing cock and aching balls as the skin tone changed to darker and darker shades of blue and purple. The skin rubbed raw on my shaft under the head in places. Several times I started involuntarily convulsing as the ecstasy filled me like a baptist taken by the Holy Spirit.

Seemingly never ending crescendos built on each other higher and higher without stop. She would occasionally tell me how lucky she is when her speaking parts weren’t engaged.

She pleasured me for over seven hours with only a 25 minute dinner/bathroom break, Asking me to pound her anus twice for around 5 minutes each time and a five minute break to fix her make up. She didn’t even clean it off before she teased me and put it back in her mouth - granted she already cleaned out before hand like any experienced gay bottom would.

I would wager the farm that she is an Olympian level cock worshipper who would be in contention for the worlds best with her control, stamina, intention, determination, and joy at the task (closest visual I can provide is: Maykon Replay dubstep video on YouTube). She tells me that she can only do it because I turn her on like no one else has. Granted, she’s not the prettiest but she easily makes up for it in ways like the mystical clapper.

I have had a lot of men and women go down on me more times then I can possibly count (funny how most of the time the men are secretly sucking while the wife is out running an errand). She was miles above anything I’ve experienced. Ultimately I climaxed maybe? I was trying after such a long session and her digits in my ass giving my prostate alternating, undulating, massage overshot my climax I think, it went beyond where I normally could no longer maintain delaying the orgasm.

Weird thing is that there wasn’t much climax or the waves of bliss throughout my orgasm. It was underwhelming which I found oddly strange. Too much of a good thing? I believe I orgasmed but I am not 100% certain. I think it may have been similar to women climaxing while delivering vaginally. I felt a huge build up of baby batter and I was trying to shoot and had no control or an ability to make that happen so it continued to increase.

When I shot, very little was emitted like a couple of drops whereas I felt like it was going to fly across the house. I usually am very predictable and this is not at all like me. I believe it was a retrograde ejaculation because of the prostate work she was doing to help me climax. I am so happy, confused, and embarrassed.

I always want to please my partners in an insecure attempt to prove my worth and self esteem (childhood trauma).

I feel guilty because she took me on the mystery ride on LSD in my happy place with Willy Wonka providing the color commentary and didn’t want anything in return.

What is wrong with me that such a gift she gave without expectations and I am lessening it because of some insecurity on my part. No resentment from her so why not just accept and be grateful only.