Sex injuries recently sustained:
- A dislocated shoulder (obtained through twisted positioning of our bodies)
- Grazes on my elbow (from propping myself up on one arm)
- Bruising on my knees (being clumsy means I knock against everything)
- Cramp in my calf muscle (enthusiastically pulling his arse in towards me with my feet has its disadvantages)
- A stiff neck (lack of sleep meant plenty of tossing and turning). (More of the former, naturally)
- A tired back (taking it from behind can be exhausting)
- Sore inner thighs (my ‘fuck muscles’ don’t get a work-out as often as they should)
- A throbbing vulva (rampant grinding against his hand has its drawbacks)
- A pounding headache (the unfortunate payoff for my frequent, and intense, orgasms)
- A large ‘love bite’ on my neck -
“You’ve marked me!” I yelped, upon seeing the huge bruise.
He kissed my neck gently. “Call it ‘marking my territory’”, he growled.