The Sex Sessions.

As you well know by now, we've been fucking busy. And not too busy fucking. New jobs, busier jobs, exhausting jobs, blah blah. We love them, but the whole neglected sex bit needs to change.

We took to it this weekend. On Saturday, despite having a list of things we needed to get done, a laundry list of errands and things we wanted to go eat, it was thrown out the window. Instead, I told Violet she'd get five orgasms and we'd figure the rest of the day out afterward.

She didn't turn that offer down, because who turns that offer down?

Worked Up.

Q: What happens when you wake up early on a Saturday morning and crawl over your man to go make the coffee?

A: He stops you dead in your tracks, as your ass is a few feet from his face and he slips a finger into your slicked morning pussy. When this happens, you moan, because it feels good. So he continues. Until you buck uncontrollably into your first orgasm of the day. A surprisingly wet, frothy orgasm that leaves you drenched.

It looks a LOT like this, in fact:

Making You Wet.

To those that have been reading us for a long time, you already know about my underwater fetish. So this post will be fairly obvious to you.

To those that don't already know about said fetish, this post will still be hot as fuck. And perhaps you too will come away with a new fetish.

In either case, please to enjoy:

Wet Naked People.

Ok, so we're back! Mostly.

We'll be a little sporadic over the next few weeks, probably not posting every day, but at least we're no longer on hold. Thanks for waiting up for us, had some personal business to attend to which consumed pretty much all free time. And now we've regained a good chunk of that free time back.

But enough of that, let's get to some wet naked people. Shall we?

Submerged.

Sometimes, the gods of Tumblr and assorted photo blogs present us with endless supplies of wet bodies, shimmering and drenched.

Underwater.
Over water.
Submerged.
In my cerebral cortex.

For days on end.