alltheextrastuff:

You know, it’s funny - when we cuddle, he’s usually the one “on top”. He lies with his head on my chest, my arm around his neck. He flips a leg over me. He turns into me so I can be the big spoon. I only recently noticed this fact.

↑ I bet your jugs are the perfect pillow. :P Anyway, that sounds nice. If I wrap myself around Pixie or swing my fat leg over her, she starts gasping for air. Even an arm is too heavy sometimes. If I had a seizure during sex and if I happened to be on top, without a phone within arm’s reach she’d die too.

(Source: givemehardlove)