Good on you!

Once I was playfully eye-fucking my lover from across the living room while he was on a conference call with some colleagues. Well, I must’ve done a good job because soon thereafter he had me on my back on the loveseat and his headset on mute.

Intermittantly he would need to talk so, during those moments, he found it necessary to grab a pillow and to cover my mouth with (because I am an enthusiastically vocal lover).

In-fucking-credible.

The pillow is now regularly on the menu (alongside various other accessories).

Mama, writer, lover, fighter — I wear my heart on my sleeve because my pants pockets are too small. www.ajkaywriter.com

Mama, writer, lover, fighter — I wear my heart on my sleeve because my pants pockets are too small. www.ajkaywriter.com