[tongue+groove] From vanilla to spumoni

[Tongue+groove]

Sorry I just had to post this. Hopefully it won’t be an issue.

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[denied_one]

Oh wow! What a face on that one! Seems to be enjoying whatever it is that is going on

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It’s called scent of a woman. It’s true in any species.

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A h.s. Buddy of mine and I would use this curled lip and nose symbol to indicate there was a hottie in the room. Pretty chauvinistic by all accounts. But teenage country boys will be boys. Most people don’t get it, but we did, that’s all that mattered. Then I married a woman who got it.

She’s amazing even after 40 years together.

[TheOldOne]

Funny how the bull signals others how bad it is what he smelled and all the while thinking to himself “Its mine, all mine!”

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Yup not everyone understands this natural dynamic.

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Its been said so many times how it’s the little things that matter. It’s like being in jr, high and having your first crush. I was so low on the social ladder that if a girl said high to me then we’re going steady. She just wasn’t aware of it.

This morning after she gave me my trt shot, out of nowhere she slapped me on the bare ass and it was no love pat.

Me. Oww! What was that for.
Her. It was for your own good. And I just couldn’t resist.

Just like jr. High school that little bit of attention had me buzzing.

When I walked her to her car I kissed her goodbye then helped her in. She complained of a leg that wouldn’t lift properly. Then mumbled about how it would work better if it hadn’t spent so much time folded behind her head while being pounded. Then proceeded to mention all the other funny angles it had been in over the years.

Oh the memories that lifted my spirits even more. This is even better than jr. High school puppy love.

Finally helping her buckle up she grabs my goatee pulls me close and sniffs it.

Her. Yep it still has a faint smell to it.
Me. I bath daily, it’s just that your scent is so overpowering. And I’m not complaining.
Her backing out of the drive. You better not be complaining because there’s more where that came from.

Screw jr. High butterflies. This type of a tease is the best.

I remember back in the day when you might have a date with a girl and a buddy would say, don’t get your hopes up she’s just a tease.

Hah and now I long for it.

I also remember the movie ‘revenge of the nerds’. And how the nerds turned out to be the horniest and best lovers out there. Well my girl was at the top of her h.s. Class and finished here b.s. at the age of 20. That was a first in 1986. In her early thirties she returned to college and acquired her masters in mathematics. And in her early fifties went back again for a counseling degree.

I love my nerd, she makes this life a good one.

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Mrs. G seems to leave later every morning for work. She is down to barely a month of working days to retirement. Yesterday she brought home cabbage and cauliflower plants. We usually put out about 50 cabbage plants. I love slaw of just about any kind. She still makes kraut the way my old German grandmother did. And if you’ve never had fresh cabbage and corn fried in an iron skillet with bacon then you have no idea what you’re missing.

Also tilled up the sweet potato patch yesterday. I always cover it with donkey manure in the fall. The soil had a beautiful texture and odor to it. I’ll put out about 50 slips in another month.

Yes spring has sprung, just waiting on the turkeys to start gobbling.

These beautiful sunrises remind you that despite all the recent storms life remains good.

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We’re heading to our daughters house tomorrow. She’s having so many pregnancy issues that she can’t travel. She says the baby is getting pretty active. I can’t wait to feel it moving. Hoping to get to read it a story. I used to love laying on Mrs. G’s lap and read my unborn children stories. It would really make them toss and turn. They are both avid readers also.

Side note , when my son was in the womb I was in an advanced calculus class. I would read that to him as a joke to my wife. At the age of 5 he understood fractions and learned to play chess. Somewhere around the age of 12 he explained the concept of the limit to me all on his own.

I think I’ll stick to children’s books with the grandkids. After all someone has to spoil them.

If all goes well Mrs. G will come home with baby brain and be horny.

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Before leaving for the daughters house Mrs. G sidles up to me and apologizes for the busy week and tells me that we would party tonight when we get home. Party is her word for sex. I replied that we would both probably be too tired but I’ll keep my fingers crossed. Meanwhile I’m thinking baby brain has already started. A two hour drive each way, uggh. I hate the drive but I have been missing my daughter. She always brings laughter to the room.

Got home before dark hustled to do chores and a shower before supper. Relaxing and vegging out in front of mindless tv. Mrs. G gets up to go get her shower. As she walks past me she strips off a leather belt she had been wearing and smacks it across my shoulder. I’m sure the look of shock from me didn’t help but she started grinning real big and kept up the striking me with her belt.

Me: what are you doing?
Her: I told you to let me know when you took your shower so I could luffa your back.
Me: you were busy and I used my back brush.
Her striking me: that’s not the point. The point is I told you to tell me and you didn’t. Therefore I think you need a reminder to not let it happen again.

Me. So let me get this straight. This isn’t me manipulating you to inflict pain on me, this is you wanting to inflict pain on me. Do you actually need this as much or more than me.

Her: I’m not answering that, just be ready when I get out of the shower.

OMG, I think she is really getting into this flr stuff and doesn’t even know it. When she came to the bedroom with just a towel and her leather belt in hand I knew she was serious. I tried my best to get her to admit she wanted this but I just couldn’t get her to say the words. She did however demonstrate her abilities quite well.

The only problem occurred when on her second swing of the belt the tongue end hit me on the underside of my balls. This was a. Total accident that sent me into a fetal position. I actually popped the safe word. We talked and in no time she had me back in position. This time the belt was doubled over. She used it everywhere. My ass, the backs of my thighs , my back and worst of all the soles of my feet. When she was done she was pretty straight forward.

Get up, protect the bed extra thick, and eat my pussy good.

She wasted no time getting what she wanted and oh my was she already soaking. Afterwards she was in total euphoria.

Her: I’m going to owe you big for that.

Me: I thought you were past obligation sex.

Her: oh yeah, I don’t owe you a thing, that makes me feel even better.

Holy cow this woman is amazing. I think she’s starting to really enjoy all this as the way things are going to be from now on.

What started as an experiment has become life itself. And it’s a good life too.