Elena R. met with the beloved man for three years and one day realized that their proximity to her long ago is not a pleasure. She wants very differently.
Oleg comes out of the shower, towel wrapped around my waist, hair wet. He’s coming to me, the unzips the zipper on a new dress, which I wore for the occasion. The towel falls to the floor, member for my belly. The beloved is clearly not eager to be inside, but he postpones the moment of stroking my Breasts, caressing the nipples with his lips. This prelude I have long known, and already want to feel a pleasant heaviness. But when we’re on my bed, I suddenly understand that what is happening doesn’t give me almost no pleasure.
What’s the matter? Why the meeting was not a joy? I’m so waiting for her! Oleg turns his face into my neck and kissed the dimple just above the collarbone, and I feel I’m gonna cry. When we first met, the sex seemed to be enchanting without the tweaks. But since then three years have passed, and with them, several long separations. During this time I had time to read and review a lot of interesting. No, the love remains, but my tastes and even the sensitivity has changed. In addition to the breast and clitoris I have found other erogenous zones, but how come that the beloved doesn’t know about them? I thought about it up to two nights. What to do? Read More...