Sunlight and shadows - a morning quickie

Part two of our moving-day odyssey. This specific day (exactly where we left off with the previous video), we meant to pack, but we couldn’t leave each other alone. We figured it was such a beautiful way to say goodbye anyways, like a sensual and loving tribute to a space that held us through so much. Our hearts were full. This was our first home alone together (before, we used to live together with other partners). So perhaps it was this special knowing that made us extra horny and alive. We were just ourselves, fucking - on the couch, in the kids’ bedroom, standing, against things, wherever. There was even a gardener outside that day, so we kept half an ear open... but not enough to stop. And yes, we barely packed a thing. :D We just made love and gave thanks.

... but when honey's not home, I please myself and my soft pussy.

We just moved to a new place after a year in this cute little house. Ivan and I thought we would say goodbye to it and honour our beautiful memories by fucking all over the house and garden, in between all the packing. Boxes everywhere, dust on our skin, laughter and tenderness and heat in every room, what a perfect celebratory farewell, right? 😉 We were able to be a bit loud for a change too, what a relief. (also, have I mentioned yet how much we both really really really like standing sex?) But this is more than just a sexy goodbye. This June, my mom and I hope to join the Global March to Gaza—to walk in solidarity, call for the opening of the Rafah border, and bear witness with our own bodies. All proceeds from this video will help us get there. If you believe justice and pleasure go hand in hand—if you know the body is sacred ground for resistance—thank you for walking with us. Love and hope and kisses and lots of good fucks to you all. 😘😘😘

This is our second video on MLNP. We're again using the time our toddler is napping to get as much of each other as possible. =) We are used to getting interrupted a lot, like you'll see in this video, but it mostly just makes our longing and passion for each other grow. H: In this video, I love the way Ivan is so invested in making love to me and how present he is. He just melts me with his intensity and incredible hotness. Particularly, I never knew the way he looks at me and I'm so moved to see it here. I love the close ups in this video because of how much I like to see Mugisha's beautiful dick in my pussy. M: While making love to Pallua, I feel the deep way she is connected to me, I feel her kindness and beauty. The urge for our intimacy can never diminish but only grow because we have so little time and it so precious to me. PS. The quality of the video does get better. We started with the wrong camera.

This one goes like a story. It should really have been part one of our moving-odyssey. The others were spontaneous and unplanned. This one was intentional. It was how we meant to say goodbye to our house. We planned to wake early in the morning, before our toddler, and have sex out in the open on our trampoline. (But of course, life laughs at plans.) We made ourselves a cozy little duvet nest in the crisp morning air. Just as we settled in, our toddler woke up. He snuggled with us for a bit, then Ivan took him back inside to hopefully have some screen time, but of course he came bouncing back a few minutes later. So we did what all parents do and we rolled with it. =D We dropped him at school, and by the time we got back, the sun was properly out, the busy road already alive with its usual car-and-people rhythm. We lay down again, the sun warming our skin. But then the clouds started gathering while we were making out. It started raining softly. At first we thought it will pass, but very soon it started pouring. We played a little in the rain, and then we took the fun inside, with the storm going on outside. Life is always an adventure, how very exciting and beautiful to be alive. Come see what happened next. This might be our most epic video yet. Kisses to you all. Xxx

Part 1 - The part in which we start off by smoking a joint in our garden, settling into the knowing that we are properly home alone, child-free. It's a glorious day, the birds singing in the background - fitting our exuberant and free mood. We go to our sex chair inside, just connecting a little, a bit awkward and silly in the beginning. We have some fun with massaging and then our mouths on each others' bodies. We move outside soon. Here, it starts getting more intense. We change positions often and take breaks because of the intensity. But this is how we roll - we go on for long, stare into each other's eyes and draw out our imminent orgasm and pleasure. Ivan makes Hadassah squirt for a short time (much more of that in the second part). Hadassah: when I met Ivan 5 years ago, I had only squirted once before in my life. He taught me a new way to squirt, (involving rubbing the dick against the pussy - something called kunyaza, a sexual practise that his culture teaches its men). About this day, my favourite part was the peaceful nature of it, how I could just breathe into connecting with Ivan, without distractions. I also love the urgency with which Ivan fucks me. Even in the moments in between, he never looses focus, it's so endearing and beautiful to me. This sex this day felt incredibly good. I felt like I could just take more and more and never get tired of it. Ivan: On this day, I was very excited and full of energy because it was our first time in weeks to be home alone. It was like all the suppressed feelings and energy I have for Hadassah would be able to be released with an equivalent intensity. We don't use our sex chair often, but when we do, I'm always reminded why I love it so much. I got to explore Hadassah's body more intimately with our entire bodies communicating to each other. It turns me on to look at Hadassah's sexy body while feeling the fresh air and looking at the nature around me. For me, this day felt like an intimate conversation between us and we had a lot to catch up on. We took our time, letting the mood shift from lighthearted and silly to something more intense—our chemistry undeniable. We fucked for super long, moving between the cottage and the garden, lost in each other. The heat built so much that we had to split it into two parts. In this part, we massage, fuck, kiss and squirt.

As I wrote in our social post, I am back in my beautiful and beloved South Africa for good. I miss sex profusely, so I got my vibrator out that I haven't used in years (Ivan's dick was always waaayyy better, so I didn't have that primordial craving to be filled). I make myself squirt creaminess again and then keep masturbating until I have a shuddering orgasm. We're in the middle of a bloody hot summer here (like, 40°c kind of hot), but luckily, the warm mountain wind always helps to cool us down, and as a bonus, turns me on so much with its freedom-whispering properties. I was next to a quiet road, and although I was mostly hidden, if someone had decided to round the corner, I would have been seen.

Here, I had been editing one of my other videos, and fucking on and off the whole day. Additionally, I was ovulating, which means I was bursting at the seams with horny-ness and sensuality. I wanted to be fucked and fucked, over and over, deeeeeply (still do). Thank you and amen. (someone knocked on the gate right at the end and the extra naughtiness it made me feel sent me over the last little edge) (if you want to read more: "this is not about sex. but maybe it is. maybe it's about the way we learn to undress our souls, to bare our tenderest parts to the world and let them be touched. to say, "this is who i am- alive, hungry, burning."" -by Christopher Sexton I want to tell you a little story about myself. I come from a very conservative background, growing up in purity culture - the Christian version of sexuality where we are taught as women that our bodies belong only to God or our husband or that any type of sexual pleasure outside of marriage is wrong. I've been deconstructing from Christianity for the past 6 years now. Having become polyamorous, I started remembering sex again - the raw animal-ness and power of it, how it makes us alive, how essentially creative it is. Being a mother to four, too, it's taken me a while to re-connect to the raw, innocent sexuality that I felt surging up as a young teenager, before I started suppressing these desires. I'm now convinced that this innocent, passionate sexual energy that awoke in me then was the real me that I am getting back to and uncovering now. I'm moving back into my body - feeling myself, breathing, expanding into my capacity for more and more pleasure. Watch me and join me as I continue to reconnect to my true essence, which is this pure, passionate burn for life.)

A leisurely, spontaneous weekend afternoon session, filmed in our usual real-life way. There’s some construction noise in the background and a couple of interruptions, but that’s just part of the adventure of connecting through it all. This video is also special because it’s in response to a request asking for less editing and longer stretches in one position. So this time, I kept the edits minimal and let the positions play out naturally. You’ll see plenty of me on top, some face-riding, unhurried transitions and lots of Ivan giving those deep deliberate thrusts that keep me gasping (and him edging) the whole time.

We had been away from each other for a full week. We usually have a lot of sex because it is our most core way of connecting to each other. We couldn't wait to drink each other in as soon as we put our toddler down for his nap. He napped for a full 3 hours, we used this time *fully* and just couldn't stop. The thought of filming ourselves came up in the middle of it and so here we are sharing some passionate clips with you. ;)