TW and I will be down for a bit.
Both of us visited our local torturer, aka the dentist (“Is it safe?) We had teeth removed. The two of us look like demented chipmunks, cheeks puffed out and trying our best to communicate with others. It’s quite comical really. Anyway, the bad news? No sucking for either one of us. Yes, that’s right, neither one of us can suck on things for two weeks! WTF? That’s just cruel and unusual punishment in my book.
Anyway, sex is out right now as well as we don’t want to pop our wounds open. Yeah, we know, the wounds are in our mouths, but the way she orgasms, she’ll pop that blood clot right out of the wound and be bleeding all over the place. We can’t take that chance. Even worse than that? I can’t climb between my honey’s thighs and orally pleasure her until she passes out. No sucking for me either. Plus, when her legs clamp down around my ears, we run the risk of popping my blood clot as well.
Sigh. It’s gonna be a long two weeks.