Big Girls Don't Cry...Or Do They?

They do.

At least "I" do.

And it's all Tripp's fault.

We got together for the afternoon, as planned.

There was a lot of talking and touching, kissing and hugging.

And more kissing simply because I so love  to kiss.

So let's just cut to the chase...

We were seriously getting down doggy style...

And I lost track of the mini-gasms...

But when the big one hit...

And it hit Tripp about the same time (I know this based on hid sudden burst of laughing, which is usually my thing...)

Anyhow, he starts laughing, and I cry.

WTF?!?!?

Not that it hasn't ever happened, but it is soooo rare...


He says, "So long as they're happy tears..."

Just...*big happy sighs* (again)

Just sayin'...