Bonkers about Pete.
Pete knows I am absolutely bonkers about him. Call it his special brand of humour, his charisma, his sexual attraction, to me they are all part and parcel pg the guy I have seriously fell for.
Right from the time we first met on the internment dating pages and the first time we fucked I just knew I was besotted by him and could never get enough of him.
We are having so much fun together, he laughs and jokes all the time, even when he is inside me and that makes for a great warm and comfortable belonging it is difficult to describe.
Now every time we meet we know the drill, he knows my needs and I know his. But sometimes he surprises me with something different which is always thrilling and over exciting.
And he always asks me if I like this or do I like that and usually the nod says I do. Occasionally when he loses his calm and squeezes my balls too hard I yelp and he quickly stops.
He apologises humbly and then it is alright for him to play with my ass. I lie there in complete ecstasy feeling those wonderful things he likes to do with me. Like the tease of his finger tips working me around and around with squirty cream or even butter is something electric.