Oohing and ahhing means fucking, or whatever the sweet spot is.
My husband and I haven't been out in ages. Home to work, work to home, weekends in front of the TV. We don't even have a dacha to which we could escape from our one-floor apartment on the ninth floor of a panel house. Borja my typical homebody and bore, so he and normal, and I, as in that song - "to fly hunting". I, like any normal woman, like to dress nicely, to go out in public, as they call it, but Boris, as they say, do not take with him, or at home do not leave. And we, by the way, with a l...