<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36898011</id><updated>2011-06-08T07:18:57.322+01:00</updated><category term='no more sex'/><category term='my own juices'/><category term='spooning'/><category term='vibrator'/><category term='foreplay'/><category term='finger sucking'/><category term='humpback'/><category term='fingering'/><category term='teasing'/><category term='oral sex'/><category term='blind fold'/><category term='simultaneous orgasm'/><category term='cock ring'/><category term='girl on top'/><category term='pussy sucking'/><category term='missionary'/><category term='G-spot'/><category term='69'/><category term='kissing'/><category term='orgasm'/><category term='sex toys'/><category term='nipple licking'/><category term='morning sex'/><title type='text'>Our Sex Diary</title><subtitle type='html'>This is a personal (or perhaps not so personal) diary of our sex life. We do not intend to offend or upset anyone, and if you find the content offensive please accept our appologies. You probably should be over 18 to read this blog.

We avoid using unpleasant words such as F*** (except where quoting what we say during sex) and C***. Please do the same if you leave a comment. We hope you enjoy reading it, and perhaps get some new ideas or have some suggestions of things for us to try!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36898011/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexdiary.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Barry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159037066458543070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36898011.post-7573123655316412087</id><published>2007-11-16T17:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-17T01:12:10.722Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teasing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pussy sucking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oral sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fingering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nipple licking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my own juices'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kissing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blind fold'/><title type='text'>We Are Back!</title><content type='html'>I'm surprised Barry has not told you all already, but 4 months ago, I needed a place to stay for a few nights, and I reluctantly asked Barry. "Sure, I'll get the spare bed out for you" he said... he lied.... "I won't actually be home any way so you can have the house to your self" he said... he lied.... "I hope he doesn't try to make a move on me" I said to myself... I lied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been a long time since I threw Barry out, but one thing I certainly missed, was his touch. He really knows my body and how to set me on fire. So I arrived with my few bags and he let me in "I'll take those for you" he said, and whisked my bags upstairs... I KNOW there is only one upstairs bedroom in this house, and it is his... what was he playing at!? I looked quickly into the spare room... sopha-bed folded up as a sopha still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's wrong Sandra?" Barry startled me as he entered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh!.. um... where's.... my bed?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Upstairs," he replied "I'm going out and will sleep down here when I get home. Make yourself at home. It's good to see you." He lent forward to kiss me, but I turned away. I couldn't understand how I felt. I know I'd have been furious if he tried to get me into bed with him, but at the same time I was insulted that he wasn't even trying. I watched as he grabbed his keys and wallet from the side table and closed the door behind him as he left me alone in his bachelor's pad... This just felt weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't late, but I wanted to get comfortable, so I went up to change into my nightwear. When I went into his room I was shocked! The room was spotless except for one piece of paper neatly folded on the pillow. It read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Sandra, I have not nor will never forget our time together, nor will I give up hoping we can patch some old wounds. I want you back, and I am sorry for everything. I have not gone out for long; I will be back in about an hour. Below is a recipe I have prepared. Please, PLEASE, consider cooking it up for me:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 cups of love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;One blind fold (top draw) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;One pint of forgiveness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;one pinch of lust&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gently heat the room (use the fan heater behind the door)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Close the bedroom door, leaving it slightly ajar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Press play on the CD player (which is already loaded with our old favourite 'sex mix')&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;remove all clothing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Place the blindfold over your eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lay on the bed, enjoy the music and await the pleasures that will take over your body on my return.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope that you will want to prepare this recipe. If you are not interested, close the door completely and I will not enter. If I find the door ajar, I will know you are waiting for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope to see you tonight. I still believe we belong together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;All my love, Barry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I didn't know what to think. Could I let this man touch me again? Or put it another way... could I resist it? I thought nervously about it for 40 minutes. But before I knew it, I was lying stark naked, listening to "Hawaiian Slack-Key Guitar" (for some reason this became our sex mix!), blind folded, listening eagerly for Barry's return.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I felt a rush of adrenalin through my body as the door slowly opened. I heard his footsteps approaching the bed, and then the warmth of his hand gently touching the sole of my foot. He massaged my foot gently. Here I was, my whole body exposed to a man I ...hated (?) ... and he focuses on my feet. But the massaging slowly distracts me from my concerns as his hands slide under my calves. Soon I feel the warmth of his breath on my nipples. and his hands glide slowly around my thighs. He starts to kiss my legs. kissing slowly up my shins to my knees... next thing I know he's passionately kissing me and I thrust my tongue into his mouth. I love being blind folded when Barry is playing these games with my body. He starts caressing my whole body, up one leg, down the other, across my chest from nipple to nipple. I was starting to feel very aroused, and almost as if he can hear my thoughts, Barry starts to smell my pussy. I hear him groan with delight "I can smell you" he announces, and I feel his warm breath over my raging pussy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eventually I feel his soft tongue gently tickle my swelling lips. It sends a shudder through my body, and he must have sensed my disappointment when he moved on to my thighs. I reach up with my hand to encourage him back to my pussy, and he obeys, moving slowly back up my thighs. The warmth and wetness of his mouth on my lips sent my body writhing involuntarily. It was agony when he stopped. Worse still It was a good 30 painful seconds before he touched me again.. he touched me with my silky scarf, draping it gently over my boobs, and dragging it off teasingly over my tits. The shivers wracked my body as it tickled my nipples. Soon he was back at my pussy, sucking and licking my juices. By now I was very wet, I wanted his cock in me, but again he teased me, licking and sucking me further. He started grinding his mouth against me in small circles as he drove his tongue into me, deeper and deeper. This always sent me close to cumming. I don't know how he does it, but his rhythmic circles and pulsating tongue thrusting into me drives me totally to the edge, and I reached my hand down to stop him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I felt his finger glide into me as my juices flowed out of my pussy. As he continued grinding my clitoris with a circular rhythm, and pumped me deep with his finger, I could contain it no longer. He felt my whole body lift as I drove my self harder onto his face. The orgasm pulsated through my body as he twisted and turned his finger inside me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Before I knew it, he pulled his finger out and climbed on top of me. I felt his massive hard cock slapping against my thighs, as he spread my legs and brought his cock to the mouth of my pussy. I was still cumming down from my orgasm as he drove his cock deep into me. He kissed me passionately. I haven't gotten used to the taste of my own juices, but the feel of his tongue in my mouth was heaven. And his cock deep inside me felt amazing. I didn't get to the point of a second cumming, but as he pumped his load into me, and I felt his weight upon me, I knew... this is the only man I will ever need. He had me back, and I wanted to be there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And as for this blog, which caused us to separate last year? I guess I had a change of heart. You should have seen his face when I asked if I could write on the blog!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36898011-7573123655316412087?l=oursexdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7573123655316412087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36898011&amp;postID=7573123655316412087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36898011/posts/default/7573123655316412087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36898011/posts/default/7573123655316412087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexdiary.blogspot.com/2007/11/we-are-back.html' title='We Are Back!'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03307440116281318690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36898011.post-4964830175456902663</id><published>2007-01-01T21:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-01T22:07:10.300Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no more sex'/><title type='text'>oops...</title><content type='html'>well, she left me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, there's a good reason &lt;a href="http://oursexdiary.blogspot.com/2006/11/appointment.html"&gt;The Appointment&lt;/a&gt; was my last post... its because it was the last time we had sex. here's what happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was writing the last blog entry and Sandra walked through the room and caught the title of the blog over my shoulder... now here's my first mistake... i hadn't told her about the blog. She didn't say anything at the time, but went and had a look at the blog after i went to bed that night. Needless to say, she wasn't impressed. It caused a huge argument, which ended with me locked out of the house, and fishing most of my favourite clothes and DVDs out of the garbage bin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried to talk to her a number of times over the last few weeks in an attempt to smooth this over, and in a last ditch effort i wrote her a letter in which i asked "If we can't live together anymore, can we still have sex occasionally for the blog?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her reply: "we will never live together again, and no, we can not sleep together because I have already found someone else to sleep with, but that's all I'm telling you because normal people don't publicize their sex lives!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, guess I'll be deleting the blog soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36898011-4964830175456902663?l=oursexdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/4964830175456902663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36898011&amp;postID=4964830175456902663&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36898011/posts/default/4964830175456902663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36898011/posts/default/4964830175456902663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexdiary.blogspot.com/2007/01/oops.html' title='oops...'/><author><name>Barry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159037066458543070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36898011.post-3580868627127822536</id><published>2006-11-30T19:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-30T19:59:51.533Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oral sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vibrator'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='69'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='orgasm'/><title type='text'>The "Appointment"</title><content type='html'>Having made an "appointment" for oral sex in the morning, i guess you'd say things started out a little awkwardly last night. Laying in bed, kissing each other, I think we were both hoping the other person would start things happening. In the end I started it off by saying "so, are you going to sit on me, or do i have to beg you for it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandra then asked how we wanted to do it, and i asked for 69. I suggested that she sit on my face for a while first, because i knew i would be ready to cum well before her if we started out with a 69, but i told her to turn around when she got close because i wanted to cum together. So she removed her pants and lowered her self on me. "I'd forgotten how good you taste!" I said when my tongue first reached her pussy. I licked her for a while before i started penetrating her with my tongue, first just a little but with increasing effort i found i could reach increasingly far inside her. By this point she was tasting seriously good! I reached up with my hand and started to push my finger inside her. She loves to watch me pulling my finger out from deep inside her (deeper than my tongue can reach) and then licking and sucking her juices from my finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached for the &lt;a href="http://oursexdiary.blogspot.com/2006/11/our-first-sex-toy-fun.html"&gt;broken vibrating cock ring&lt;/a&gt; which &lt;em&gt;still &lt;/em&gt;has battery life and pressed it against her clit as i licked and sucked her as deep as i could. The vibrator was sometimes in my mouth, and sometimes above my lip, depending on how deep i was licking her. After a while I seemed to discover a new way to stimulate her with my finger and tongue, at a specific angle which seemed to drive her wild. She started stopping me when i hit that spot as it drove her right to the edge of orgasm. I love her face when she stops me like that. Although i made her promise to stop so we could go together, I just loved watching her so close and it made me want to give her the biggest orgasm right there and then. So the next time she tried to stop me, I just kept sucking her hard and licking up her juices as an orgasm beyond her control overtook her body. She couldn't believe the strength and duration of the orgasm i was able give her this way. For a long time i simply couldn't bring her to climax with out my cock inside her, but i guess I've perfected a few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her i still wanted to cum in a 69, so she turned around and again lowered her pussy onto my lips, as she picked up my fully hard cock. I started sucking on her oozing pussy as she pulled back my skin and took me into her mouth. I stopped her immediately, the excitement of eating her had fully aroused me long ago, and i was ready to burst open with a mouthful of cum. She took the vibrator from me and massaged me with it under my balls, and slowly, as she sucked me deep into her mouth, she worked the vibrator down to the opening of my arse. The sensation was too much, and i tried to stop her before i reached my climax, but as some form of payback, she went wild on my cock with her mouth as she pushed the vibrator harder against my arse, and i felt the inevitable, and uncontrollable orgasm explode through my body. I felt spurt after spurt of cum escape from my cock, and not a drop escaped he mouth as she swallowed it down. I love 69ers. Think I'll ask for another appointment in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36898011-3580868627127822536?l=oursexdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3580868627127822536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36898011&amp;postID=3580868627127822536&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36898011/posts/default/3580868627127822536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36898011/posts/default/3580868627127822536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexdiary.blogspot.com/2006/11/appointment.html' title='The &quot;Appointment&quot;'/><author><name>Barry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159037066458543070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36898011.post-7933993658398186986</id><published>2006-11-29T19:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-29T19:48:59.756Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oral sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foreplay'/><title type='text'>All Day Foreplay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This blog is fulfilling one of its many intended purposes already. Writing the last two entries today has got sex on my mind and i am anticipating a wonderful session of love tonight. Add to this the fact that Sandra said to me this morning that "We haven't done any oral since I got back home, we should make an appointment!" and you can imagine the mental torture I've been suffering today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sandra is such a kind and considerate person, that she feels uncomfortable forcing her pussy on my face as a surprise. This is despite me telling her on a number of occasions that i would like that sort of thing, and that she should do it to turn me on. So I'm hoping tonight that she will plant her pussy on my face, and let me watch her fondle her own breasts as she enjoys my tongue penetrating her as deep as i can (she always marvels at the length of my tongue). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, while browsing the internet looking for distractions from all of this mental foreplay, I found this great blog entry: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sexystoryspot.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh5.google.com/image/crash86.rob/RWfR4HW9ABI/AAAAAAAAAA4/9CnbljN8TzQ/s288/11-22-06_0923.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sexystoryspot.blogspot.com/2006/11/black-friday-turns-pink.html#links"&gt;Crash's Sexy Story Spot: Black Friday Turns Pink&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its a very well written blog and has thoroughly added to my all day foreplay. Thanks to Mr and Mrs Crash! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just hope Sandra will be home soon and we can have our "appointment". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36898011-7933993658398186986?l=oursexdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7933993658398186986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36898011&amp;postID=7933993658398186986&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36898011/posts/default/7933993658398186986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36898011/posts/default/7933993658398186986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexdiary.blogspot.com/2006/11/all-day-foreplay.html' title='All Day Foreplay'/><author><name>Barry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159037066458543070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36898011.post-1375680439758218268</id><published>2006-11-29T14:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-29T14:34:26.830Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simultaneous orgasm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nipple licking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl on top'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finger sucking'/><title type='text'>Tried and Tested "Girl on Top"</title><content type='html'>On Monday night, we were both very tired, and i don't think either of us were anticipating any more loving, but i guess our &lt;a href="http://oursexdiary.blogspot.com/2006/11/morning-spoons.html"&gt;morning session&lt;/a&gt; left Sandra some what unsatisfied, and hungry for more. What started as a good night kiss suddenly became Sandra Passionately kissing at my neck... always a fire starter! I soon guided her hand to my now expanding cock and the feel of it fighting against my pants for room excited her, and she helped me to free him from my pants. The feel of her hand on my cock making him swell further. I helped remove her pants and she helped me guide my cock into her warm pussy as we lay facing each other on our sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is always a tricky position, but a great way to start out, as it always allows a lot of passionate kissing and we explored each other's mouths with our tongues for a while as i thrust my cock into her pussy. Soon I rolled onto my back and dragged Sandra on top of me. "girl on top" is one of our favourite positions. I watched with adoration as she pulled her nighty up over her head, and I reached up to fondle her breasts. Occasionally she leant forward allowing me to suck and lick her nipples, something that turns us both on so much. As she sat up again, beyond my reach, my mouth found her hand on my chest, and she allowed me to suck first her finger and then her thumb as i thrust against her pulsating pelvis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love watching the pleasure on her face as she closes her eyes and throws her head back. I reached up with one hand to caress the side of her face, and she took my finger into her mouth and sucked it like she was sucking my cock. At first it was just the sight of her cheeks and puckering mouth as she sucked my finger that reminded me of how she sucks my cock, but soon, as my finger became moist with her saliva, the feel of her tight lips gliding smoothly over my finger began to &lt;em&gt;feel&lt;/em&gt; like she was actually sucking my cock. She's sucked on my finger before, but I'd never felt it like this before; stimulation of my finger was actually inducing sexual sensations around my cock. Soon it looked as though she was lost in her imagination, where she had two cocks, one in her pussy and one in her mouth, and watching her enjoy this fantasy had me right on the edge of a big orgasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm close" I gasped, and almost as she exploded with her own orgasm she let out a "me too!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our orgasms swirled through our bodies and flowed between us as our simultaneous groans incited further pleasures from each other, releasing the absolute maximum pleasure from our orgasms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She collapsed on me, full of my cum and both totally overwhelmed by the sensations still settling down in our bodies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36898011-1375680439758218268?l=oursexdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1375680439758218268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36898011&amp;postID=1375680439758218268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36898011/posts/default/1375680439758218268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36898011/posts/default/1375680439758218268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexdiary.blogspot.com/2006/11/tried-and-tested-girl-on-top.html' title='Tried and Tested &quot;Girl on Top&quot;'/><author><name>Barry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159037066458543070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36898011.post-9052986004126519769</id><published>2006-11-29T09:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-29T09:22:30.848Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morning sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spooning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vibrator'/><title type='text'>Morning Spoons</title><content type='html'>On Monday morning, having not had any sex at all on Sunday, we both woke up a few minutes before our alarm and (more importantly) before our children. As is typical in the mornings, I had a hard-on, and a grabbed for Sandra's hand to let her feel it (she loves that!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you want to lay on your side?" I asked her, and she knew exactly what was coming. She nodded eagerly and rolled away from me and pulled down her pants at the same time. I rubbed my hard cock end around her pussy as she opened her legs for me until i could feel it was gliding around smoothly in her juices. Then i pushed up and into her. I love the sound of her gasps as i push into her deeper and deeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept pumping and pumping her from behind, and i grabbed the vibrating cock ring which snapped on Saturday, but still had battery life and held it to her clit. I could feel the vibrations through my cock and it felt good. I let her take over the vibrator and continued thrusting as we worked up a lot of heat beneath our blankets. I was certain our children would come into our room any minute so i was working hard to turn her on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually she told me i should go with out her if i get close. And it wasn't long before that happened. I thrust deep into her as i unloaded my cum. She rolled over and thanked me!.. &lt;em&gt;she &lt;/em&gt;thanked &lt;em&gt;me!!!&lt;/em&gt; I thought i should be the one thanking her. Our favourite way to start the day. Unfortunately, its not a frequent way to start the day for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36898011-9052986004126519769?l=oursexdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/9052986004126519769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36898011&amp;postID=9052986004126519769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36898011/posts/default/9052986004126519769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36898011/posts/default/9052986004126519769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexdiary.blogspot.com/2006/11/morning-spoons.html' title='Morning Spoons'/><author><name>Barry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159037066458543070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36898011.post-3055967962962915264</id><published>2006-11-28T22:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-28T22:59:57.187Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cock ring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G-spot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missionary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humpback'/><title type='text'>Our First Sex Toy Fun</title><content type='html'>... We'd been lying on our backs chatting for no more than an hour after our &lt;a href="http://oursexdiary.blogspot.com/2006/11/welcome-home-sex.html"&gt;"Welcome Home" Sex&lt;/a&gt; when I pulled out the Durex vibrating penis ring, which we had bought on our way home from the airport. Having read how a penis ring restricts blood flow out of the penis more than the flow into the penis, resulting in a bigger and harder erection, i realised that this new toy was just what i needed to build a hard cock, ready for a second session. We weren't sure how well the toy would work with out lubricant (another part of sex that both of us are yet to explore... we haven't needed it until now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pulled the ring over my almost completely soft cock, and we immediately noticed my veins bulging, and pretty quickly could see that i was getting bigger (if not yet any harder). Sandra's gentle touch as she stroked the bulging veins on my cock was all i needed to make me hard enough and ready for her to climb on to me. Before she did so, however, we experimented with the on/off switch (to my surprise and delight). My first reaction was to turn it off as it tickled! Once Sandra was straddling me, and we turned it on again, the tickle was replaced by a very pleasant sensation, and i could tell Sandra was enjoying it too. We soon found the best sensations were achieved from the vibrator with slow thrusting; as we began to thrust faster and faster, the vibrations became more and more subtle (to the point where we both thought it had turned itself off!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to try as much as possible with the 20 minute battery life that the device promised, I pulled Sandra off of me and knelt behind her. Realising that the vibrator was designed to stimulate the clitoris during penetration, I rotated the ring so that the vibrator was underneath my shaft. The sex felt amazing (as normal), but the vibrator felt a little wasted in this position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to try it back on top of my dick in the missionary position. So i tried to rotate it around my shaft once more and to our horror&lt;strong&gt;, it snapped!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;  We couldn't believe it! and although we laughed, we were also very disappointed. It must have still had 15 minutes life (or more?). Not to be out done, I gave it to Sandra (still vibrating in our hands) and told her "put it where it feels best". I then layed down on her, holding it in place as i penetrated her missionary style. It wasn't long before I had her moaning as i whispered "I wanna hear you cum, let me hear you cum babe" into her ear. I told her to go when she was ready, and i pumped her hard and fast right through her powerful orgasm until she fell limp beneath me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still wanting me to fill her with my cum, she rolled onto her front and I pumped her from behind, in what we like to call the &lt;em&gt;Humpback&lt;/em&gt; position; a position that almost never fails to make me cum, and is the best for reaching her G-spot. It didn't take long, and soon we were both lying exhausted and totally satisfied, by our double session evening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36898011-3055967962962915264?l=oursexdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3055967962962915264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36898011&amp;postID=3055967962962915264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36898011/posts/default/3055967962962915264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36898011/posts/default/3055967962962915264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexdiary.blogspot.com/2006/11/our-first-sex-toy-fun.html' title='Our First Sex Toy Fun'/><author><name>Barry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159037066458543070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36898011.post-7706217053081119277</id><published>2006-11-28T21:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-28T22:12:52.043Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simultaneous orgasm'/><title type='text'>Welcome Home Sex</title><content type='html'>Finally, we are reunited! On our way home from the airport, we stopped off to buy a few things for lunch and while we were there we grabbed our first sex toy &lt;a href="http://oursexdiary.blogspot.com/2006/11/our-introduction-to-sex-toys.html"&gt;(see this previous post)&lt;/a&gt;. Although excited about 20 minutes of fun promised by this dispoable vibrating toy, we both felt that our first session in more than 5 weeks would prbably be passionate enough that we wouldn't need a toy, so we assumed we would try it out the following day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the whole day to wait until the children went to bed. Then, while preparing for bed, a romantic "i missed you" kiss at the foot of the bed rapidly turned into a "I want you now!" kind of kiss, and we fell to the bed kissing deeply and passionately, locked in each other's arms. I felt my cock growing hard as Sandra tried desperately to get my shirt off over my head. Before long, we had both slipped all our clothes off, and we once more felt the sensual touch of each others naked bodies. Sandra grabbed at my now fully erect cock and guided me into her moist and warm pussy. As we started grinding against each other we both felt me growing harder still. It wasn't long before I was right on the edge of orgasm, and with a little bit of gentle nipple licking, I soon had Sandra right there with me. Our second simultaneous orgasm since she went away five weeks ago &lt;a href="http://oursexdiary.blogspot.com/2006/11/international-phone-sex.html"&gt;(this being the first)&lt;/a&gt; exploded with in us and i unloaded my juices into her as she groaned with delight beneath me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure she felt totally satisfied, and that she was completely expecting that to be all we did for the night, but i had other plans, and there was more to come...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36898011-7706217053081119277?l=oursexdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7706217053081119277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36898011&amp;postID=7706217053081119277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36898011/posts/default/7706217053081119277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36898011/posts/default/7706217053081119277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexdiary.blogspot.com/2006/11/welcome-home-sex.html' title='Welcome Home Sex'/><author><name>Barry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159037066458543070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36898011.post-4895658219979855201</id><published>2006-11-19T12:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-19T13:24:43.489Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cock ring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vibrator'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex toys'/><title type='text'>Our introduction to sex toys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1243/4504/1600/671752/temp.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1243/4504/320/388670/temp.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have been talking (on the phone,.. we are still apart... but less than a week to go!) about how to make our big first timer jump into the use of sex toys in our love making. We are both convinced we want to try something, having discussed it a lot lately. So, as a cheap introduction, and a way to experiment with out having to find a hiding place for a toy just yet, we have decided (or was it me who decided?) to start with &lt;a href="http://www.14-condoms.co.uk/massage-oils/durex-play-vibrations-ring.html"&gt;this disposable beauty&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we'll have loads of fun with this. The reviews are all very positive, and the excitment alone I'm sure will bring us both right to the edge before we even turn it on! I wonder if I can convince Sandra to come into the shop with me when I buy it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The web page where i found this cool animation says "Each Vibrating Condom Ring can run for up to 20 minutes and is recommended for one to two uses." I suspect you don't really NEED a sex toy to enhance your joy of sex if you get too many more than two uses out of a 20 min device!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.14-condoms.co.uk/condoms_images/vibrating_condom_ring.swf" width="254" height="200" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will definitely be describing our fun with this, our first toy, when we finally "get it on"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36898011-4895658219979855201?l=oursexdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/4895658219979855201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36898011&amp;postID=4895658219979855201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36898011/posts/default/4895658219979855201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36898011/posts/default/4895658219979855201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexdiary.blogspot.com/2006/11/our-introduction-to-sex-toys.html' title='Our introduction to sex toys'/><author><name>Barry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159037066458543070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36898011.post-116285680009105520</id><published>2006-11-06T23:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T23:02:02.902Z</updated><title type='text'>Counting Down the Days</title><content type='html'>We are still seperated by great distances and still counting down the days until we can make love to each other. We were talking last night about how it would happen. The last time one of us were away, we first saw each other at a train station and went straight to a friends house, for whom we were house sitting (they had already gone away so the huge house was just for us ... and our kids). It was early afternoon but neither of us could wait for the kids to go to bed to have our fun, so we put on a movie for thekids and raced upstairs together... we just couldn't wait any longer! We jumped on our friend's bed and ripped each other's clothes off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would we do the same this year? The kids are getting ever older. Gone are the days when we could make love under the covers while our oldest sat and watched tv in the same room! We always found 'spooning' was the best position for making love discretely with a toddler in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in about 3 weeks time, when Sandra gets home, I suspect we will either put a movie on, and race to the bed room, or Sandra will fall asleep, and wake up just in time to play after the kids are in bed. Eitherway, I can't wait to blog about it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36898011-116285680009105520?l=oursexdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/116285680009105520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36898011&amp;postID=116285680009105520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36898011/posts/default/116285680009105520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36898011/posts/default/116285680009105520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexdiary.blogspot.com/2006/11/counting-down-days.html' title='Counting Down the Days'/><author><name>Barry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159037066458543070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36898011.post-116234234115801008</id><published>2006-11-01T00:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T23:02:02.801Z</updated><title type='text'>International Phone Sex</title><content type='html'>This blog is going to start out quite slow, as currently Sandra is abroad on a business trip and we both miss sex (and each other) so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, she called me today (her evening, my day time). We chatted for a while, until the topic of one of our previous experiences with an &lt;em&gt;Aero&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;bar&lt;/em&gt; and,.. well,.. lets just say I had some cleaning up to do that night. This got us onto the topic of sex toys (we are yet to own one). Ive seen on the web some of those remote controlled and discrete vibrators which i think could be so much fun buzzing each other at the movies, or in the shopping center or just at a romantic dinner for two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all this talking got us (or me atleast), in the mood and I convinced Sandra to get comfortable and ready for a bit of a play, despite her being very tired. She told me she was wearing only her panties and a top, the image of which really turned me on further. However, she said she was too cold to start touching herself. So I started telling her about a story I'd written recently that goes (briefly) like this (using our names):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Barry lay on the bed while Sandra stood over him, and he could see her panties had a considerable wet patch because she was so wet and turned on. She lowered to her knees over his face, and he pushed her knees apart so her pussy dropped with in reach of his tongue. After a brief pause to smell her moistness, he started sucking on her crotch, tasting her still warm juices from her panties. Eventually, with the panties soaked from his sucking and no longer tasting of her, he removed the panties and started licking the drips as they formed on Sandra's aroused pussy lips. After a lot of licking and sucking and tongue penetration, Barry glided his middle finger inside her and continued his licking. As Sandra got closer to climax, he put in another finger and rolled them over each other as he licked her clit. Increasing the pumping with his fingers as he licked the juices dripping down his hand, he brought Sandra right to the edge, and then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point I could hear Sandra on the phone was also right on the edge so I spurred her on with "Oh yeah baby, go baby!" and then the beautiful sound of her straining and groaning through her orgasm tipped &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; over the edge, as i lay pumping my hard cock on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was not the first time we'd talked each other to orgasm on the phone, but it was our first &lt;em&gt;international&lt;/em&gt; phone sex! I bet she sleeps soundly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36898011-116234234115801008?l=oursexdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/116234234115801008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36898011&amp;postID=116234234115801008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36898011/posts/default/116234234115801008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36898011/posts/default/116234234115801008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexdiary.blogspot.com/2006/11/international-phone-sex.html' title='International Phone Sex'/><author><name>Barry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159037066458543070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36898011.post-116230898500278845</id><published>2006-10-31T15:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T23:02:02.637Z</updated><title type='text'>Welcome</title><content type='html'>Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We intend this blog to be a diary of our sex - good and bad. We'll tell you night by night about our sex from go to blow. Come by soon for our first proper post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36898011-116230898500278845?l=oursexdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/116230898500278845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36898011&amp;postID=116230898500278845&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36898011/posts/default/116230898500278845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36898011/posts/default/116230898500278845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexdiary.blogspot.com/2006/10/welcome.html' title='Welcome'/><author><name>Barry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159037066458543070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
