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My first orgasm in life taught me one thing - life is dreary without good sex. And that's the mantra I've lived by, even after marriage. Now, I don't mean to brag but when Mr. Braganza and I take it, we take it to town! After much thinking, I've decided it's best to share my bedroom adventures with you all. Because good sex and great stories are never a bad idea!
Sorry, ladies! But, as fate would have it, Mr. B walked in the door right as I was typing down that sentence. So I got up and walked towards him, if his expression is anything to go by, I knew he was hard right there and then! Giving him a long kiss, I whispered “Follow me to heaven, babe.” And then turned around and strutted back to the bedroom. After a few seconds he entered the bedroom...stark naked! I laughed “You do know how to read the signs, don’t you?” But he didn’t answer. He was busy looking at our bedroom which now looked like a low-key concert auditorium. Mementos from all the concerts we’d ever been to were stuck on the wall - tickets, photos, the scarf he tore, the paper ring he once made out of a ticket! And when he climbed on top of me, he whispered “With you, everyday is heaven, love.” Despite the lack of kinkyness this time, it was one of the best orgasms I ever had. Mr. B's calling me back to bed now, time for round two!
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