Eva Green Isabelle In The Dreamers (2003)

So I started this blog to get into the habit of writing about what's going on with me.

Lately, I've lost myself somewhere. How long ago? Maybe two years? Maybe more?

I don't know what limit of frankness I should choose for this blog? And do I need that frankness?

I've been wanting to start a podcast for a long time, but I can't make up my mind.

I haven't smoked for most of my life. I didn't see the point or need for it. Now I smoke and it gives me pleasure. Strong cigarettes, three or four in a row. To mild dizziness. I usually smoke at night. I go outside, walk and watch the city fall asleep. For now, I'm in control of this habit. I can not smoke for several weeks. But I don't care.

I went to see her last week and we had sex for the first time since last summer. I'm addicted to her taste. I can't forget her. And we can't be together.

And today I just kissed her picture on my phone. Not some seductive selfie, but a photo where she is in a thick winter down jacket and a knitted hat. Exhausted with a half-smile. I just felt a kind of tenderness looking into her tired eyes

This is the kind of dress my wife is going to wear tomorrow to a party with colleagues. She tried it on in front of me. She was very happy that I didn't mind her going like this. Then we joked if she should wear panties under this dress. Of course, there won't be a bra. She hadn't done depilation for a long time and I said that with such a bush, if the dress lifts, it will seem that there is underwear there. She blushed and said that she was thinking of removing her hair there because she didn't want anyone to gossip later if they suddenly noticed. I said I would only agree if she wore an but plug, her sister's gift for our anniversary.

So our dirty talk ended with her saying that I should satisfy her well before the party unless I want someone else to do it when she gets drunk and compliant.

Then she demanded, "Lick me." I obeyed . Starting with her feet. As my tongue made its way through the hair to her pussy she whispered "You're going to lick me when I get home. You'll try to guess if anyone was there before your tongue." After that, she finished moaning and quickly fell asleep.

When she comes back from the party, I'll tell you how it went