The feminine urge to absolutely fuck him into oblivion. To pull his hair, push his head face down into the mattress, pound his ass and cover it with handprints. I need him to be moaning, sighing and bucking like a starved animal. Then to cuddle. Is tha
The older you get, the more you realize you have no desire for drama, conflict and any kind of bullshit. You just want a cozy home, a nice book and a person who knows how you drink your coffee.....oh and a satisfying place to sit.
Flirting is a lost art. The longer I can keep the tease amplified, the more he's open, available and compliant. I'll start at dinner and it won't end till I've had all the fun I can have. By then, he's ready to do anything I want him to.
Watching my man cum is it's own reward. This gets me every time. Makes me weak hearing his breathing, his masculine sounds, his voice and breathing changes and then if I'm lucky the grunts and eye rolls as he lose it. Yeah, this is for me too.
