Miller Lite sucks ass. Rather have water. Yesterday we ran 10 miles together then had to finish moving 400 lbs of dirt for this above ground garden we built. I was craving an RJ Rocket Son of a Peach. Not sure if that's craft, and I know it's not some people's cup of tea. Still, a crisp, good beer can hit the spot on a hot day. I always liked the burn of a cold soda too on a hot day.
We hit the bed at 9pm dead tired. She said she'd blow me for building the garden if we weren't exhausted. I appreciated the notion, but I was fucking dead. 37 and hard labor. Aging sucks.
I used to fist my ex a lot. It took a lot of work and sometimes some lube. She'd get close and then tell me to hurry up and stick my dick in. Current wife it's impossible to fist. She's just not built for it. The choking is weird but every girl seems to like it at least to a minor degree. Sometimes it's just feeling a hand gripping them strongly without applying pressure and sometimes it's a full on choke. The physical therapist I dated wanted to nearly pass out. It looked like a murder scene. Pounding away on top, both hands around her neck, and she'd blow a gasket. About the only way she could cum unless you let her grind your pubic bone into dust. She was awful at cowgirl. I have a feeling she had a hidden hitachi and had the female version of death grip syndrome. My wife is the opposite. She can cum super fast during regular sex and then it gets overly sensitive.
I'm intrigued by that site for comparing weirdness you're into. I think my wife gets off on dressing like a young girl. I'd love to know what's pushing that. I know she wasn't raped or molested, but she's clearly got something for pigtails and the like. Her favorite phrase is "just enjoy me."