Three couples, the six of us, some blushed red with heat, some flushed with white wine, a tangle of legs, appetites hungry, filling our needs with sweet meat and butter, not speaking but gasping with pleasure and after the frenzy, a final, long, satisfied sigh.
Twin lobsters for dinner tonight.
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Oh my God! Trying to catch attention or simply watching too much daytime drama?
Aw, you’re just sore because the post turned out to be about food.
I love those kinds of meals, where I suddenly notice everyone is silent, enjoying the sensual pleasure of just the right food at just the right time.
If you women keep talking about sensual pleasure, I might have to revamp my blog.