I used to roll over and pretend I was asleep. Now I'm draining this man 3 rounds back to back and ruining sheets every Saturday.
It was dead before. Once a month, maybe. Laying there stiff, waiting for it to be over, feeling guilty because he could tell. Now I'm waking him up early for it. Sending him pictures at work. Cornering him in the kitchen. I turned into the woman I didn't think existed inside me anymore. And it started 30 minutes after eating a gummy..
"In two days I can't keep my hands off of him, sending him pics while he's at work, and just having fun with magnified feeling."
"If I took them daily, I'd seriously be as horny as a teenager all day."
"Our sex is weekly now!!! Previously monthly if I was lucky and even then she was forcing herself. She's actually 'getting into it' now FINALLY!!!"
That last one is from a husband. Read it again. "She's actually getting into it now FINALLY." Your body shows up and takes over. And once it does, he's the one who needs a break.