So last night was our "stay in date night." She had on a satin blue night slip and I had on black satin boxers and robe. We enjoyed the spectacular dinner she made along with plenty of wine and a few Manhattans. When it was over, we went up to bed to practice some very unsafe sex. (You get to do that after 33 years of marriage.)
Eventually we ended up in the 69 position with me on top. Things were going wonderfully. We take things slow and easy and enjoy things to their fullest. First she came (again) and then shortly thereafter I came.
We were in no rush to change things but after our orgasmic bliss faded, I attempted to roll off of her with the intent of ending our love making with more hugging and kissing.
The problem was that I rolled the wrong way and rolled right off the bed and hit the floor with a thud. There we were. Me, naked laying on the floor, she in the bed looking to see if I was OK with my cum on her face.
It was pretty funny actually. No broken bones.
Eventually we ended up in the 69 position with me on top. Things were going wonderfully. We take things slow and easy and enjoy things to their fullest. First she came (again) and then shortly thereafter I came.
We were in no rush to change things but after our orgasmic bliss faded, I attempted to roll off of her with the intent of ending our love making with more hugging and kissing.
The problem was that I rolled the wrong way and rolled right off the bed and hit the floor with a thud. There we were. Me, naked laying on the floor, she in the bed looking to see if I was OK with my cum on her face.
It was pretty funny actually. No broken bones.
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