Never mind, I'll catch the repeat
posted by sooyup
on
Daily trivia,
One-on-one,
Wedded bliss
At ten o’clock on Sunday evening, she-who-must-be-obeyed leaned across and whispered, “Turn the tele off and let’s go to bed.” I’d noticed she’d been gently stroking herself, but when we’re on the soffa together, she often does this absent-mindedly without wanting urgent sex. Was I torn between "The Dinner Party - a comedy drama" and the promise of a wet pussy? Not even for a nanosecond. And by the time we got to the bedroom, I was nursing an aching cock. Seconds later our clothes were in a heap on either side of the bed and we were in each others arms, our legs intertwined like a Chinese wire-puzzle. My left arm was trapped under her, but my right hand was busy - alternately fondling her tits and trying to get to her pussy. Emma suffered no such dilemma - she was busy wanking me as if there were no tomorrow. Just in time, I pushed her hand away and rolled her onto her back, her legs opening as if by reflex action. Fucking her never loses its appeal.
At ten o’clock on Sunday evening, she-who-must-be-obeyed leaned across and whispered, “Turn the tele off and let’s go to bed.” I’d noticed she’d been gently stroking herself, but when we’re on the soffa together, she often does this absent-mindedly without wanting urgent sex. Was I torn between "The Dinner Party - a comedy drama" and the promise of a wet pussy? Not even for a nanosecond. And by the time we got to the bedroom, I was nursing an aching cock. Seconds later our clothes were in a heap on either side of the bed and we were in each others arms, our legs intertwined like a Chinese wire-puzzle. My left arm was trapped under her, but my right hand was busy - alternately fondling her tits and trying to get to her pussy. Emma suffered no such dilemma - she was busy wanking me as if there were no tomorrow. Just in time, I pushed her hand away and rolled her onto her back, her legs opening as if by reflex action. Fucking her never loses its appeal.
