A love e-letter to my lady, while she is at work

I just wanted to expund a bit here…

Yes,you know how much I love you, and if you don’t know how much I like you, then you haven’t been paying very good attention to the sub-titles for the last 30 years or so…, but have I made it really clear how much I enjoy making love with you?

I find your zeal when we make love to be a tremendous source of pleasure, for me! The fact that you enjoy sex is pretty much a given at this point, and it is my intention (and my pleasure, and my privilege) to keep that zeal at the level it is at, or higher!

A part of our interaction has always been the freedom to say what we mean, and I also really like the fact that you feel comfortable giving me guidance at, shall we say, critical junctures ?!?

I delight in reveling in your soft, voluptuous curves, and your taste is beyond any comparison – a real delight! I am notflattering myself with that statement, your taste in men has shown itself to be somewhat questionable, especially of late, I was thinking, rather, of how you taste to my mouth, the sweet negative of your nether regions, the release of which I enjoy encouraging immensely !

Yes, it makes me very pleased when you are pleased by my actions (in general), but I really love to care, nibble and suck on your pussy, to be a trifle blunt in the matter. Licking around your labia, sucking on your cliporis, while I pull and pinch at your nipples often elicits a sight or a moan of pleasure, and that is sooo nice to hear. Yes, I love to help you come, with fingers, mouth or cock, but I also derive a considerable amount of pleasure from just knowing I have brought you to feel the closeness, the comfort, the warm and relaxed loving feeling that you bring out in me.

Because it isn’t all fireworks, and skyrockets, I couldn’tSustain that for you.

But doing what I can to help you feel more comfortable and satisfaction in your life, that I can do. And will.

As much and as often as you would like me to do so.

Because, I do love you. I hope you can live with that, because I don’t intend to go away, at least not soon.

Just so you know.

— Yer Loving Beau
 

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