Enthusiasm and Wanton Abandonment

I had a very awesome afternoon at the lake yesterday of fucking and beating. This time it was just me and him. No emotional turmoil. No guilt. No exes. Just us.
Lots of fucking. Lots of sucking. Lots of pain. As much as I would love to write every last detail here, those are quite fuzzy for me. When I relax and let go, my brain is the first thing out the door. I just react. Apparently in all sorts of interesting ways… (I swear I need to get my own video camera!)
The camera did not come out until later. But they say a picture is worth a thousand words…
The sun makes an excellent aftercare blanket…
I was off in my own happy place for quite a while.
Later… still there…
Signs of life.
Now where is my shirt?
Found my shirt. Still looking for my brain…
Slowly coming back to reality. I did not want to leave.
His review: “Responded with enthusiasm and wanton abandonment.” ;) My review: “Nice. Very, verrry nice…” ;D
Such a smartass…
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