It make us so horny when we pretend to be strangers...

Mark came home from work after a hard day, and I decided to please him with a gentle footjob and he came on my feet a lot. I don't know why but I find it so sexy giving him footjobs, it turns me on so much. Enjoy ;)

He’s miles away, but he still knows exactly how to make my day. He sent me this video of him playing with himself in his bathrobe in our kitchen. There’s something so hot about him being so casual and then so intense. That ending? Pure perfection. This is why I adore him—he never lets me feel lonely.

We’re still apart. Different cities, different time zones. But he hasn’t stopped showing up for me. He keeps sending these videos — not out of habit, but intention. Taking his time. Letting me feel the build-up. Letting me know I’m still the one on his mind. It’s become our quiet ritual while we’re in this season of distance. He presses record. I press play. And for a few minutes, the miles don’t matter. This is how he keeps pleasing me, even while we’re still apart.

I was away, but he made sure I didn’t feel far. Mark sent me this while I was traveling — no rush, no performance. Just him, slowly undressing, letting the tension build, letting me imagine every second of it. I watched him give himself over to sensation, not using his hands, just trusting the rhythm and staying with the feeling. It felt personal. Intentional. Like a secret meant only for me. This wasn’t about showing off. It was about staying connected while we were apart. He recorded this for my eyes only — and I felt it, all the way from where I was.

sometimes we like risky sex somewhere where somebody can catch us... its drive us crazy, and in this time we drive to Ikea and Mark fuck me in the car how i like..with creampie..we love it so much, hope you enjoy guys

He’s still miles away, but not for much longer. This is the one of the latest "souvenir" he sent to keep me company while we count down the final days of being apart. I love how he lets me into his most private, quiet moments—even something as simple as his morning shower becomes a beautiful reminder of what’s waiting for me. Watching him find release while thinking of us makes the distance feel so much smaller. The wait is almost over, but until then, I’m holding onto every second of this.

First mark sensual kiss my neck and rub my hairy pussy, then he starts to lick my pussy, then turn me around and gentle slide cock in me...this is how we usually make love after dinner

When the weather is bad outside, what could be better than making love to my beloved man, especially when he has a perfect cock

We started just sitting across from each other, letting the tension build in the quiet space between us. I love those unhurried moments when our hands just explore, remembering the contours of each other's bodies. When things got more intense, it wasn't about a performance—it was just about finding our collective rhythm. Bringing in the toy added this amazing, intense layer of vibration that we shared completely, feeling every single pulse together until the very end. It felt so incredibly real, raw, and close.

I was right in the middle of chopping vegetables when he came up behind me. One touch on my waist, a soft kiss on my neck, and the knife went right down—dinner could definitely wait. The kitchen suddenly felt so warm as he pulled my robe up and pressed me against the counter. Everything moved so fast—pure, effortless chemistry and intense desire. Raw, authentic, and completely unscripted.