Petulant Flamingo

see you exhausted, smiling, laughing, giggling, happy, gasping for breath all at the same time - it is a rather wonderful sight

I do so like the change to autumn - lovely snuggly windy and rainy yesterday evening. Weather made for cuddling.

I can't deny I like the idea of spending the night with you mostly because I can imagine you waking me up with your thumb persistently rubbing my nipple and your hard-on pushing up against my hip. Or possibly with you rolling me onto my back and gently pulling my thighs apart to bury your head between them...

But, to be honest, on my knees leaning over a chair with my skirt shoved to my waist and my tights and knickers pushed down has a lot to be said for it. Hard to forget the feel of you pushing into me, filling me as I came around you.

Basically the thought of being fucked by you, no you're right fucking WITH you, is rather exceptional, whatever you want to call it...

it's a gorgeous morning - moon, blue sky tinged with pink over the hills, mist lying over the green and golden fields