Bannana Split Anyone?
I am not a freak.I am not a freak.
I am not a freak.
Normally one would chant this in shock after comparing your own sex life with a friends... I am chanting this more like "oh my gawd I'm so fucking vanilla, I am not a freak" way.
I do have a major freak side. Freak in the way that I take that vanilla ice cream, and dribble some on my thigh, stomach and tits.... after following up with choclate syrup, sprinkles and of course the bannana. Yum.
There is a dom in me.... but when it comes down to it I perfer to be dominated, but I do get an incredible rise of cracking that whip so to speak.... Roar. I love making a man surprised with pure feminity sexual attention as opposed to a edgy winner takes all move.
I miss married sex. I routinely greeted my ex in various stages of sexual approach. Naked. Naked wearing nothing but post-it notes. Naked wearing whipped cream. Naked wearing stillettos. Naked wearing saran wrap. Naked wearing an apron. Naked with the new super pricey stillettos I just brought on his credit card. Naked on the couch watching a porn.
You will find in my drawer a decent selection of Victoria Secret, Cosabella, Oscar de le Renta Pink Label, etc... not so much of the ropes, or Zoogster costume wear. I have long nails, they are great for scratching during sex... not so great for ass play.
I think I need to go get my vibrator and call Samantha. Get her to tell me again about the great sex she's having. Cause unfortunately I'm not getting any tonight.