I find this amazing:

I've been married 7 years. In 7 years G and I have NEVER had regular, missionary sex! Some variations of, yeah but how could we have never tried the missionary position? The answer? I'm filth! It never even occurred to me!

I always maintain that G and I have never make love but we do fuck an awful lot! I don't know what made him try it last night but as soon as I felt him pressed against me in that OLD familiar way I almost cried! And not like I do when I imagine he's my older brother fucking me against my will. No. I felt all this EMOTION well up inside of me and it wasn't the usual angry/horny/slutty/kinky feelings I'm used to. It was like, all tender and whatnot. {shiver}

Well, fortunately (or unfortunately for our neighbourhood) I came so hard I screamed the house down (and woke up E who sang for a minute then passed out again, poor baby) and THEN noticed that G had left the window open that overlooks the street below. How embarrassing!

Anyway, yeah, missionary position. WHO THE FUCK KNEW?!