My wife’s shopping and my daughter’s playing tennis. The walls are girly pink, the fluffy toy she’s cuddled since she was two is still there on her pillow. I sat alone on my bed in a room that i had been sleeping in the past few months, apart from my wife of ten years. I rode his face for a long time. I always enjoy my stories being set in the first person, more often the female of the couple, allowing us readers the opportunities to get into the mind of one of the characters and feel and enjoy their the sexual tension. You loved him more than me, that is why you let him do it!” 🙄 i always assure him that it is not the case, but it always comes up the next time. Even having your arm stroked can feel orgasmic.
My first experience with anal sex was hellish to say the least. She looked me dead in the eye, shrugged, and said, ‘let me know when you’ve finished’ then walked out of my room and closed the door.