feet

The highlight of yesterday's closeness was when he made love with my feet in the bathtub. We had done this before just briefly. But this time he came, and I had such a lovely view of it. And my feet felt so good! This is the best way to get a foot massage that I know of. Later I said, "I'll never look at my feet the same way again." I find myself caressing their arches more lovingly.

Also yesterday he fucked me from behind on the bed, and it was a really high level of pleasure that stayed steady for a really long time, until I sort of felt like I was in a trace--very otherworldly, in the best way. I found myself repeating certain phrases chant-like. So yes, even more religious than usual.

But it's requiring more effort to come, and we might take today off, though I can't imagine how I'll get through the day without him in my mouth.