Monday, March 26, 2018

Trumpeting After Sex

Literally.

The other day we rolled out of bed after some hot and steamy sex and post-sex cuddling and Master picked up his trumpet and started playing.  The dogs who I could see out the window wandering the yard stopped to listen.  Some of the notes were off and he said "My valves are sticky!"

I gave him a lewd glance and said "Mine too!"

Heh.

He's got valve oil for his, but I don't think that would have helped mine.  

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