**As you all know, Kenneth usually writes on our account. As many of our readers have asked us if I would ever share my perspective, we decided to… experiment. I’m not as big on writing as Kenneth is, but I hope you enjoy.**
Last week, I could tell he was in the mood before bed. He leaned over before we went to sleep and kissed my neck. His beard tickles me and I tried to wiggle away. He firmly gripped my wrist to hold me still while he kissed me. I melted into him, loving when he takes control. That’s when the dirty talk started. He whispered in my ear how hard I was making his cock. How bad he wants me. How much he’s going to make me cum.