Routine, monotonous sex bores the hell out of me. Cliff accommodated my needs quite well for some time. He really enjoyed our interludes of aphrodisiacal joy. For me, chocolate, wine, honey, yogurt, whipped cream, pudding and edible glitter delight and arouse the senses. The texture and taste is ambrosia.
Food enhances the eroticism.
I have often told Cliff how food has heightened the sensuality of sexual encounters throughout history. I do draw the line at having the food inside me. Lately, Cliff approaches sex with such impatience that he attempts to have intercourse with food still on his penis. This is definitely unhealthy as it could lead to any number of vaginal infections. It's clear that Cliff is no longer interested in oral sex.