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Monday, January 30, 2012


It had been a while and we had a plan to do it in the afternoon. I wasn’t sure it was going to happen but River let me help set priorities and we had a nice time before dinner while the kids were doing ... something.

River did her usual nice job of getting me hard while I felt her unusually wet pussy. Which isn't to say it's not normally wet, she's usually quite nicely lubricated, with different feels for different times of the month.

We had a nice fuck while talking about this and that, which is one of my favorite things to do, and flipping through several variations of her on her back and me on my side and our legs in creative places.

I wasn’t sure I was going to come until I angled for her g-spot and suddenly there was the friction I needed, and I could tell by the sounds she was making that I’d found something good for her, too. Either that or she was just faking it so I'd hurry up and come, but I believe her when she says she can't fake it, and has no idea what she sounds like while we're fucking.

When I came she just fucked me right through it so I didn’t stop either, we just kept fucking and talking until eventually I got soft (maybe it's a good thing I get soft or I might never stop) and we did our traditional t-shirt wipe-up and had meatloaf for dinner.

(That was a strange experiment in past tense for me. I usually write in what I call "immediate tense" because it's so immediate -- more present than present tense.)


  1. We learned about the pleasures of the afterfuck from you. It's so good.

  2. Thanks Liza, that makes me feel good.