The. Best. Ever.
When you finally meet a man who knows how to handle your body, you just gotta let him have it.
And that was exactly what I did from 10 to 12 last night, and again from 8 to 8:37 this morning.
It probably takes the talent and training of a sports announcer to report the action-packed 2.5 hours. Like all the post-game MVPs, I found myself sweating, panting, excited, exhausted, and unable to make any intelligent rembarks other than saying that it took a great team to get to where we are.
We definitely make a great team.
Our stats?
2 hours of non-stop goodnight sex, 37 minutes of good morning sex, 4+1 rounds, 3 condoms (yes we gave in and acted like irresponsible adults... but being bad was so good), plus numerous female climaxes. So many, that I lost count.
When you finally meet a man who knows how to handle your body, you just gotta let him have it.
And that was exactly what I did from 10 to 12 last night, and again from 8 to 8:37 this morning.
It probably takes the talent and training of a sports announcer to report the action-packed 2.5 hours. Like all the post-game MVPs, I found myself sweating, panting, excited, exhausted, and unable to make any intelligent rembarks other than saying that it took a great team to get to where we are.
We definitely make a great team.
Our stats?
2 hours of non-stop goodnight sex, 37 minutes of good morning sex, 4+1 rounds, 3 condoms (yes we gave in and acted like irresponsible adults... but being bad was so good), plus numerous female climaxes. So many, that I lost count.
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