A quickie to end the weekend.

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

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.

The mood struck as we were getting ready for bed. Craving one another, so intensely. Much tastier than a midnight snack. 😘

Started the day with a little wake and bake and orgasm. Feeling absolutely amazing today.

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. 😇

Tried to steal away a moment after a shitty day. From cancelling our anniversary trip to general inconveniences of the day, it was just a LOT. We thought a hot quickie in the garage would cheer us up, but alas, Murphys Law. What can go wrong, will go wrong. Between our cat, and an abrupt ending thanks to the curious kiddos that came a knocking...damnit...que sara as they say. We did end our day properly, later that evening, but sadly did not press record. We were already steamed up, it was a quick finish. 🥵 But here it is anyway, our messy attempt at a garage quickie. 🤦🏼‍♀️🤣

The steamy conclusion to our intimate evening.

Bought a cute little top for sexy time. I think he approves. 😘 Craved a little 69, which is one of my favorites, but less utilized. We should really remedy that.

Relishing some alone time and getting a little self love in. Really feeling like I've hit a sexual awaking and soaking in every single, juicy second.

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