Swords and shadows

The idea of getting down and dirty for a man used to be a big No-No for me. But that was before my baby came into my life.

Now, sex is all about getting down and dirty for him. His expression, his words of passion, and the heightened love he shows me after that is comparable to nothing on Earth.

I love it especially if I am kneeling and looking up at him, and I love watching our shadows on the wall while I am pleasing him. That surge of erotic emotions you feel everytime you see that position on magazines or x-rated films would be no match for what you both would be feeling once you've tried it. It's not a way of showing him how submissive and selfless you can get, it's showing him how much I'm longing for him, how much he is loved.

But there is one other position that have crossed my mind some few months back that we both loved when I tried it on him. See, I was lying on my back, with my head hanging on the edge of the bed. Like what you see magicians do before they insert swords into their mouths, down their throats, and eventually to their esophagi.

He was standing just by the side of the bed, with his member just the proper height from the ground so we were both comfortable. Well, while we were doing it, he asked me while catching his breath, upto where his member has reached because all of it has actually fit into my throat. Hihihi ;)) naughty naughty

Oh God, I'm hopelessly addicted to him.