Summer dreams.
I love the winter, I love the cold, the opportunity to stay bundled up, wrap yourself in soft blankets, the perfect excuse to stay in bed and keep each other warm. Browsing through our photos though I miss the spontaneity of summer, or rather, summer dresses. No bra, no panties, able to be bend over and taken anywhere without any type of effort. Public places are fair game because he can slip up inside you so quickly if you are quite. A late night trip up the stairwell finds you bent over, taking him in from behind, feeling the carpet on your knees and not worrying about someone else approaching. You step back to the bedroom to grab a book and find your dress untied from the top, nipples in his mouth in the blink of an eye before you climb on top of him, dress around your waist, a quick fuck, a pounding orgasm, before you both go on about your business.
The winter can be more work, layer upon layer, stripping them off on at a time, or pulling off all at once only to untangle them later, at times only sliding down your tights to let him inside, still in your parka when you cum. Thinking about it winter has its fun points too…
The picture made me remember summer.
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