When I have the opportunity I always watch him as he gets undressed. I find it very sexy. He finds it disturbing. “I’m not a piece of meat,” he says.
MrH knows what I need. Last night he got the squealer out and he used it on me. My mind quieted. Impact play has that affect on me.
It’s been a hell of a week, and it’s only half way done.
But at least when I get home I have MrH, his arms and his love.