It's been one week. I've had more orgasms than possible. I'm six years older. This is normally not my thing. Fucking / falling for younger people. You're my best friend. Everything is different. It's comfortable. Exciting. We laugh and moan. If this is week one, what's in store for week two?
Today, in traffuck, while we were slowly being migrated upon and you were calm. I had my head between my leg with my middle fingers in my ears. Your comforting hand was on my back. My strange prompt into uncomfortably seemed to be an opportunity for you to support me. You were a champ. I appreciate you.