The Whore Who Loves Sex

“Good morning, beautiful,” my husband says to me this morning as we cuddle up. It’s Sunday, but it’s a different day. I’m taking my son on an overnight trip, just the two of us, and won’t be back until tomorrow evening. We need to make love now or we’ll miss another day. My husband is ready to go. “Your body feels amazing this morning. Your skin is so soft.”

He’s rubbing up and down my body. I have to pee.

On the way back from the bathroom, I smear on some coconut oil for easy fucking. Not surprising, I’m not horny at all despite the fact that I didn’t orgasm yesterday and was looking forward to having sex next.