Yes, friend. Anal sex Far from it. It had a tangy sweet scent, so different from the stronger headier smell coming from Elly’s sex. It must have been the same for Elly as she moaned as well and her hips rocked forward and back as if she had twitched. Instead of relieving me of Jen, Elly wrapped her arms around my waist and nuzzled my neck giving me a kiss and whispering a thank you into my ear as she squeezed me gently. Funny how that works. Anyway, back to the narrative. if you are here on Lit looking for things to read, I doubt you are either… Instead of crying or even screaming and yelling in anger, Elly cooly walked across their bedroom from the doorway to the side of the bed and sat down on the edge on her side. But this night wasn’t over yet… She did so then took the dirty diaper and dropped it in the dirty diaper bin and closed the top securely. Elly considered this… her g spot. I would love to say that this went on forever or for a long time…
