We are next to one another in the dark.
He’s snoring, smiling, I might add… I can see his cute face with the light from my iPhone…
We are covered in cum. Painted.
I’m looking at Tumblr with trembling hands…this image is enticing.
Frilly, black crotchless panties with a tiny red bow are my signal to him…
When I wear them, I’d like to be eaten.
He knows. They are still on my body, saturated by our sex, but I can’t move to remove them.
We have several symbols, gestures and signals that indicate certain desires. The proclivity is to use non verbal communication and noise. It’s a deep understanding of our needs and wants.
I think I have cum in my eye. After sex, I usually lick and suck whatever milk is left on his body. He’s sensitive after climax. My mouth and tongue covers every inch of his sex. Odd, I know. He loves it, though. It’s a pleasure to awaken with the taste of him on my lips.
I can’t sleep… I’ll work on it.
Sleep well, friends.
PS The whole bed seems to be the wet spot… Ha ha ha.
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