05/23/10
While I was writing, Clint was thumbing through a copy of Playboy he found in he parking lot - he’d never buy one. So, he interrupted me. Sex for us gets better all the time. He is such a giving, unselfish lover. Having spent years discovering all the things that please me, most, he uses that knowledge like a musician uses his instrument I feel so love, so cherished when under his caresses and folded into his embrace. I love my life so much.
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