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A Winter Walk To Remember
When a lover warms you up
Winter kind of sucks. The air is cold against my skin, and the wind can bite like tiny paper cuts. But not today. Today, it is cool and crisp, but the wind has now stilled, and the sun is ablaze on the freshly fallen snow crystals.
Plus, we just had a delicious lazy, and sensual Sunday morning romp with deeply satisfying orgasms that made our legs weak and wobbly. Hotel sex with my lover is the best. So we toddled off hand in hand to the neighborhood bakery to explore some sweet pastries hoping to rejuvenate us with a surge of sugary goodness. I so enjoy holding her delicate hand, feeling her soft fingers interlace with mine, and swirling my wedding ring as we walk.
“We need food! I’m worn out!” she playfully complained.
“What I need is your pussy every damn day,” I replied.
She laughed. God, I liked her laugh.
We walked along the trail through the trees and talked freely and openly about so many subjects. From food to behavior to science, we never lost a beat.
I am as attracted to her intelligence as I am to her feminine curvaceous body. But, oh, the things she can do with that body of hers.
