Well on the road to recovery
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Last night, Emma was “feeling better in herself” as the saying goes. She was anxious to break her sexfast and was lying on the bed naked when I came from the bathroom. I’ve not see her out of her pyjamas (in the bedroom) since she was stricken with her cold. But I do wish she had warned me because, oddly enough, celibacy can become a habit. Even after a week, I had become used to not making sexual overtures. To make matters worse, Emma is still convinced she is contagious, and is determined not to pass on the affliction to me. So, no kissing on the mouth, which to me has always been an essential part of our love-making. And, when the time came, no cock-in-mouth action either. Lots of touching and feeling and groping and stroking however. Lots of tit and finger-pie, while Emma was bringing me to the brink manually. Then suddenly I was sliding into her gaping pussy at long, long last. A week can be a long time.
Last night, Emma was “feeling better in herself” as the saying goes. She was anxious to break her sexfast and was lying on the bed naked when I came from the bathroom. I’ve not see her out of her pyjamas (in the bedroom) since she was stricken with her cold. But I do wish she had warned me because, oddly enough, celibacy can become a habit. Even after a week, I had become used to not making sexual overtures. To make matters worse, Emma is still convinced she is contagious, and is determined not to pass on the affliction to me. So, no kissing on the mouth, which to me has always been an essential part of our love-making. And, when the time came, no cock-in-mouth action either. Lots of touching and feeling and groping and stroking however. Lots of tit and finger-pie, while Emma was bringing me to the brink manually. Then suddenly I was sliding into her gaping pussy at long, long last. A week can be a long time.
