I felt pretty naked, yesterday morning. Thank you to my spouse for the pic. My shoulders are good to grab–my ass is wide and trustworthy. My back is strong, and I’m substantial. After the pic, he took off his clothes and made love with me. The beginning was extraordinarily cuddly and sweet, with soft kisses
“Do you want my clothes in here?” “Yes,” he said, getting ready to do laundry. “Ok, I’m taking off my clothes!” I said. I whipped off my shirt. Suddenly the top half of myself was bare, large breasts wild in the kitchen. He gave an approving look. I laughed and am laughing now. My hands
We were having sex. He was standing by the bed, naked. I was lying in the bed, mostly naked. His erection was beautiful. I touched his round tummy, his gorgeous arms, his pretty chest. His nipples, his balls, his dick. It was sticking out. I felt the softness of his balls, and the ridges of