I think this weekend went by way too quick. It was fun though, and I had a great time. I wish we could do it more often. Time loses all relevance when I’m with you. Being together with you over the past year has been indescribably incredible. I’m looking forward to more. I want you just as bad now, if not more so, than when we first met. I can’t imagine the need to meet anyone else- the bar is too high.
I love you.
-Yang
It’s been a few days since I’ve been here…things have been busy.
Yin and I are fast approaching our one year anniversary together. We celebrated last night with lamb chops, sheep’s cheese, strawberries, and champagne. For the rest of the weekend, in further celebration of us, I’m giving Yin my cock, anytime/anywhere she wants it…and as many O’s as she can stand. The only conditions are that this occur as often and as frequently as possible, that it take place inside and outside over the course of the weekend, that I not be bothered in my Tantric discipline of holding off until the very end of the weekend (Yin has an annoying habit of making me go before I’m ready…I hope when she reads this that significant guilt attaches and causes her to rethink her ways in this regard), that there be no holding back, and that, from time to time during these encounters, I will do as she says and on other times she will do as I say. I am frankly hoping that by the end of the weekend she has had so much of me that she finds it hard to walk. 
 | Yin on From the cup’s half full… |
| Yin on HTFD |
 | advcpl on HTFD |
| Yin on HTFD |
| advcpl on I can’t take it any… |
