Late night Saturday

Feeling myself this morning, as I do many mornings. 🔥 Hubby is at work, so I send him a few tantalizing snapshots. I remember back to when we started dating, and stayed in his driveway for HOURS continously fucking, nonstop. It made me want him real bad. Squirting 3Xs, back to back. Each one stronger than the last. Goooooooood morning! 🥵😘

Got a little stoned, and put that spring dress on. The one he really likes... Kids asleep. It was a really good day. All we want to do, is fuck. Let's let off some steam, shall we?

I savor the quiet time in the morning, before, the daily chaos begins. Perhaps you could say, I indulge in it.

Running errands and had a ton to do today. Had a little window for a quickie and absofuckinlutely took the opportunity for a release before we went back to being responsible adults. 😇

Feeling myself this particular morning, and decided to try a new angle with mirror.

We really should be getting to sleep. That alarm goes off far too early. A sweet release before slumber is too tempting to deny.

It was a sensually beautiful day! Decided to unwind with a quickie before bed. He loves to spoil me with that tongue of his. 🥵

After a weekend of having company over and an entirely way-to-busy week, that made it hard to get some ‘quality’ time for a few days (which is brutal for us, as we tend to be daily/ multiple times daily kind of people), we finally got the connection we needed.

After 15 years together (13 married), we’re still crazy and insatiable about one another. A little intense, intertwining before bed.

Been impossibly too busy, lately. Low energy. Shitty moods. We haven't had a date day in a few weeks, but today offered a day where we weren't obligated to do a damn thing except get lost in each other.