His:
It started with a bubble bath to unwind after a long week. We soaked and
watched ridiculous music videos by a red-haired harp-strumming maenad.
You
were relaxed by the time we got out. You were warming the covers for
me. In bed, we decided to update our blog. Thinking and writing about
sex is excellent foreplay. After we had written them I began posting
them on the site. I directed you to suck my cock while I did this
administrative task. I love how willing you are. You suck with such
devotion and care. You've become a veteran cocksucker and you have
different methods to suit the occasion. There's submissive, devoted
sucking, which is slow and almost idolatrous. There's getting-her-done
sucking that I love so much, the no holds barred, vigorous, gentle
scraping with teeth sucking that is service-like and I can bring out of
you best after you've had a good come and inhibitions have dropped. This was the former and I love every second of it.
Hers:
I thought the bath would be sexy but it really wasn't. It was pleasant
and we laughed but I was self conscious about my unshaven legs and the
water cooled pretty rapidly.
Last night though we dried ourselves instead of each
other (lotioned ourselves too). Once we were in bed we each wrote a
blog entry and then, sitting against the headboard you had me take your
cock in my mouth while you posted it.
I love you so much. Even
if you make me listed to Celtic harp music while I take my bath, you
still let me have the good end of the tub while you sit against the tap. I'm so
lucky.
I remember some amazing
baths in Paris when we bought all those beautiful oranges. They were so
fragrant but completely flavorless so we put them in a steaming hot bath
and they bobbed in the water around us. Those were sexy baths.
We took our time and by the time you were slipping out of
me and curling your body around me I could barely keep my eyes open.
What a great sleep.
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