First things first: Julia and I made up. We forgave each other and right now, we're both sitting in our bedroom listening to Robin Schulz while we work. Awesome!
When I was 14, I had a little clock radio next to my bed. Sometimes when it went off in the morning, I wouldn't wake up, and just dream to whatever the song was. One morning, "Reunited" by Peaches and Herb played, and I had the most incredible dream:
I was on a playground, singing Herb's part with Peaches. It was a perfect sunny day, and we were on the merry-go-round, singing and slowly spinning in the sunshine. I'd never seen them in person, or knew what she looked like, but I was in love in my dream, and it was literally the best feeling of my life. Until I met Julia, of course. ;)
"I'm sorry," she cried.
"Me too," I said. "Sorry for not being your HoH this morning."
And that was the truth of it. She had lost her footing, because I had lost mine. I gently turned her over so that we could do it doggy-style, and then attempted to put my cock in her bottom. It took a few tries, but when I finally came, I almost blacked out as my balls exploded with shot after shot into her waiting bottom. Unlike most times when we do it this way, she didn't push me out. She held herself open and let me finish until I was completely done, and then took it there again later.
After she had come several times, we were finally both sated. I lay on my back and stroked her hair.
"Go down and clean my cock with your mouth," I said.
And she did.