Outbursts of a Zealous Idealist; Thoughts of a Deluded Lover

I liberated Hope from her cyclic cold shower damnation, forced her down onto our bed, wedged my head between her clamped legs, held her resistant arms down, and performed cunnilingus while she fought against me. She relented after two minutes and climaxed after five minutes. I pulled down my pants, removed my boxers, unbuttoned my shirt, unfastened my shirt stays, dropped to my knees, and allowed Hope to perform fellatio on me for one minute. I donned a condom and voluntarily climaxed inside her in less than two minutes within the range of twenty to thirty slow-paced pumps, in the missionary position, as I stared into her eyes, gripped the top of her head, and kissed her elated face. Harmony is restored; this is an important lesson concerning the masculine and feminine dichotomy.