My “Dinner with Aubrey”, with its unforgettable “meal”, left me absolutely euphoric. She’d now given me two incredible experiences of love-making, allowing me to pleasure her to climax three times between the two encounters. I could die happy, believe me. For as long as I’d had a crush on, and then been fully in love with and married to her, my only desire had been to make her happy – in any way possible. If physically pleasuring her contributed to her happiness, then I was happy. I’d not really thought about anything other than what I could do for her because that was what made me happy. (Ironically, that makes me sound selfish.) In my view, her willingness to allow me to do for her was incredibly generous. But, she went on to show me just how generous she could be.
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