Formspring Friday.

Why haven't you blogged in ages? You're missed :) xx
I know, right? Thanks for missing us, but it looks like we're coming back! There'll be a few posts this week, and hopefully we can keep that momentum up, even with shifting schedules and busy ass calendars!

What's Rye's favorite thing you do to him that makes him ready to go in a second?
Ready to come or ready to fuck?

For fucking, I'm definitely a more direct guy. I love it when she'll unexpectedly grab my cock, either through my pants' fabric, or by slipping a hand right down and taking hold. She'll usually fondle my balls while she's down there, which serves as a great reminder that sex is something we like to do.

Also, if she's ever in underwear and bends for any reason, that ass is like a beacon.

For coming, there's a move Violet does when she gets on top, I just call it "her move," it's a bucking of the hips in a forward motion combined with tightening, then loosening her pussy that basically gets me off in a matter of seconds. And she knows it all too well.

Revenge of the Fall.

On Saturday mornings, when the weather turns a bit shit, there's an awful lot of hanging in the apartment that goes down. Sometimes, during those long, lazy stretches of time, as you sip your coffee and browse through Tumblr, you turn to find your lovely wife planking, stretching and doing a bit of yoga. In very little clothing.

That Something.

There are some days when you work late, come home tired, settle in for a drink and find that though he isn't there, your man has left you photos of what he did that day. So then you masturbate. Even though you feel too tired, something has spurred you on just enough to make you go to town on yourself.

This is that something.

Always Thinking of Us.

A few mornings ago, after I left for work, Rye took matters into his own hands.

He was kind enough to document that for us.