New parents: today she put her feet right in my face

We had a baby girl a while back. Since then, sex hasn't been the same: infrequent, irregular, and sometimes completely devoid of desire. Today, out of the blue, we shared an incredible connection. Just like in the beginning. We spent a good while like that—feeling good, really good. When the moment came to finish, she offered to put her feet on my face. I agreed. I was lying on the floor; she was on the sofa, positioned slightly above me. Her huge feet ended up right over my nose, as if a giant beanbag chair had landed on me. They smelled strongly of vinegar. She’d been wearing house sandals all day, and it was a bit warm. Just the way I love it. Before I could do anything, she started masturbating me. It’s hard to say exactly how long; I don't think it was more than three minutes. When she finished using her hands, I ejaculated like a fountain. That’s what she said. I got it everywhere—on myself, the surrounding area, the floor. She laughed. I needed to get this off my chest. Thanks. Good night.