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Are we human or are we Dancer?

11:51 pm Thursday, 12th July, 2012

Just had to write this blog before I go to bed, to sleep!

Today has been a fantastic day, almost a dream and a day I could never have anticipated. I was expecting a visit from my sexy lady friend who had never visited me in my home before and I woke early full of trepidation. Is everything tidy etc. We arranged to meet late morning and knew she would be staying for lunch and probably a meal before she left early evening. I popped into the supermarket the night before but realised I couldn't really prepare anything. So there I was at 07:30 hulling strawberries and preparing mushrooms wearing just my kecks! I picked her up from the railway station and when we got back to my place, we didn't waste any time hitting the sack to relieve some pressure!

Lunchtime came and we went into the kitchen practically naked and I showed her what I had planned for dessert - chocolate fondue (it worked ok the other day and I knew she liked dark Choc) so I got the fondue started while she kept fondling me and then rustled up a sexy mushroom omelette. Opened a bottle of Martini Asti and had the omelette. We then went on to the chocolate fondue and had strawberries and satsumas to dip in the chocolate. She just kept saying this was the first time that a bloke had cooked for her. I think that was probably the best lunch I have ever had and it wasn't long before we returned to the boudoir for a really good work out for a couple of hours or so until we were both knackered and she was pure filth, you name it we did it. It was mutual pleasure at its best. We then just cuddled and chatted and eventually went into the kitchen and she looked on as I cooked a meal, nothing special Just bacon chops, sugar snap peas, asparagus and new spuds. We then returned to the bedroom to see if we could have just one more session before she had to leave. My pecker rose to the occasion but my nuts were empty but it still good fun. What a day, if die during my sleep I'll die one of the happiest blokes alive (maybe that should be dead). This is a day to be remembered. We broke the mould and we were human, definitely not dancers. Mutual pleasure rocks, go for it.



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