I have not had time to blog, much less look at picture sets. If there are sets I need to see, please note them to me.
I have busy having sex.
Miss Rachel, when we first started to date, was very honest. "I don't like sex, so we won't do that. There are lots of other fun things we can do." Almost wow decades ago. Well into a short marriage (but long enough for two children), she finally learned how to have an orgasm through vaginal intercourse. She has had a tremendous difficulty in finding men for sex, much less love. Middle aged women with two daughters, works long hours. even with her GG/H cup breasts.
So, first, she was starved. After she was satiated, she remembered how much she enjoyed it. Then she menstruated, so she needed more sex. I was up to the task. Miss Rachel and I are not involved, not even lovers of fuck buddies. It it works out next time I am in town, fine. If it does not, that is not so good, but acceptable.
On New Year's Eve, Miss Rachel went home to Houston. Her parents do not celebrate, besides a dinner. So, she drove her Volvo SUV at just over 100 mph on the Nolan Ryan Expressway made to my hotel room by 11:30. I could not believe how quickly she got naked. It is tradition to kiss your girl (if you have one) at the stroke of New Years. Since we were already kissing, at the stroke of midnight, I penetrated her. It was nice.
A few nights later, she got very drunk. All the hotel bars had closed, but she still wanted to drink. So I took her to a very nice strip club, her first time. I bought her drinks and dances. according to the dancers, they all ant to start of the month well, but it is difficult. People want to be with their families during this time. So there are almost and many dancers as patrons. I asked Miss Rachel if there was a dancer on stage she like, she pointed at a thin little blonde. I spoke to her, no, she was not at another table, no, she did not mind dancing for women, and yes, she would be happy to join us. After a few dances, she asked "Are these things real" and touched Miss Rachel's breasts. A few other dancers came over to feel Miss Rachel up. After about an hour, Miss Rachel excused herself. The only ladies room, the dancers explained to her, was the dressing room. so off she went. As she came back to our table, I noticed she was showing stiff nipples; she had removed her bra. After that, the dancers could feel exactly real she was. With around an hour left to go, some of the dancers, after arranged the chairs so that nobody could see what was going on with Miss Rachel, but they could see me with another dancer, the dancers took Miss Rachel's breasts out, and suck on her nipples, and kiss her. Miss Rachel reciprocated. It was quite entertaining.
At one point, Miss Rachel exclaimed "I haven't done this since college!" Her university, is quality, but also a party college. I never knew she experimented at that time, but she does keep her vagina fresh and clean. Just as I drank a lot of pineapple juice.
We did not get any snow. Yes, it does, on occasion, snow in Dallas. It has been a few years, though. The forecast called for snow, but it did not happen. The weather was cold and dry, but Miss Rachel's vagina was warm and wet.
Speaking of warm and wet vaginas, my sun, my moon, my stars in the sky, my desert rose, my pearl beyond price, Aisha, and our wonderful, magical unicoron Serena are calling me back to bed. They have read enough Sappho to each the for the night.