I’ve been in the process of moving over the last two weeks and I’m amazed.
Amazed at all the little junk that a person can accumulate
It’s the little tiny shit that is the biggest pain
The moving of the big furniture is heavy and hard but there is a feeling of accomplishment.
I see the big furniture.
It’s very present.
What I didn’t see was all the tiny and tedious items
The things that take up space but goes unnoticedRead more →
There is nothing like the feeling of having my lover deep inside my throat, though I have found, to my surprise, that many women despise orally pleasuring their man.
Often women see this act as a major turn-off or a chore, and engage in it only as a sense of obligation when they want their own oral sex and so will simply deal with it.
I love how I start to tease my lover’s cock with my tongue and then slowly and lightly start to take him into my mouth. The tender but hardened tip rubbing on the back of my throat, my tongue sliding over the tender spot right below the head, and the pulsating in my pussy as I take him just beyond my gag reflex. Hearing his moans and having him run his hands through my hair as I hit all the right spots.
There is nothing like looking up into my lover’s eyes while he is deep into my throat, and to see the passion and vulnerability all in one glance. It’s truly one of the best moments in sex for me.