Good morning!
I am one relaxed chica this morning :)
Not only did I take time out of my grim day of financial turmoiil yesterday to give myself some self-love (5 times, each one different and unique! it was a veritable sampler box of orgasms!), but this morning my husband decided to put his finger on the button and just keep pushing the envelope until I quite literally couldn't take another second.
10 fucking times. Ten. Plus one more aftershock as I lay there, joints like jello, everything relaxing into oblivion. One more just worked itself up because of how crazy my pulse was down there.
Jesus, right?
Yeah. This is not the norm. Coming sure is, but fucking 11 in one little morning? I didn't think I'd ever get up and outta bed, I was content to die right there.
Then we snuck downstairs and fucked in our old downstairs apartment so that the final ratio was 11:1. heeeheeeheee. but he seems perfectly satisfied. And I am a happy, happy lady.
And i'm pretty sure, despite my best efforts and despite the pillow pressed over my face, I'm pretty certain Eric heard me at least some of the time. :( wahmp-wahmp. Oh wellz. Maybe it'll make him want to move out faster?
Oh GOD! What a fantastic way to begin my day, my weekend, my morning.
I feel like a choir of angels are singing in bright, open harmony, with birds and flowers and streaming rays of sunny sunshine with white fluffy clouds and clear blue skies.
sigh of content.
Now off to get my car inspected :(
oh well. I'mm smile the whole way.
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I chose to title it elevensies, after the hobbit's meal that follows second breakfast, but I just realized that if i had added up the past two days of pleasure I could have entitled this blog 'sweet sixteen'.
Sigh.
ok, I'll shut up now... lol.
hey, in my defense? it has been a stressful couple of months for me. We all deserve a nice letting-loose every now and again.
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