good at it. Kissing got me hard like it did when I was a teenager.
When I remembered our blanket and candles, I broke our kiss and pulled her to her feet. She and I usually argued and bickered, even before we made love, but neither one of us had anything to say tonight. I held her hand as we walked down to the beach. Every sound was heightened and loud. The sand crunched beneath my feet and I heard her breathing in the darkness. I felt nervous and I wasn’t sure why. I was never nervous with Scarlet.
When we reached the blanket, I lay her down then moved on top of her. Her arms wrapped around my neck and her lips sought mine in the darkness. The candles burned slow and steady. Her legs wrapped around my waist, holding me close.
I wasn’t in a hurry. I took my time kissing her, relishing the intimate moment I was sharing with my wife. I was lucky she was my best friend in the entire world, my first choice if I walked into a bar, and the most amazing woman I’d ever known. I still didn’t understand why she married me, but if she was stupid enough to settle for me, I wouldn’t try to talk her out of it.
Our breathing grew hot and heavy while we kissed. I was harder than I’d ever been, wanting to be deep inside my wife. The sex with her was so much better than any I ever had. Her body was perfect, and the look in her eyes drove me wild. She wanted me so much and it was obvious in everything she did and said. Every touch made me burn like a wildfire. Every intimate whisper made me shiver like I was in the freezing cold. I never believed in soul mates or destiny, but that changed when she and I got together. She was my other half, the only person I wanted to share my life with. She made every other girl pale in comparison. She was the one to me, my ultimate fantasy and my closest friend. She had the whole package.
We slowly peeled our clothes off, taking more time than we normally did. Her hands felt my ch est and shoulders, scratching me lightly. When I removed her her panties, my hand moved between her legs. I usually had to get a girl wet because I moved inside her, but Scarlet was always wet for me. I hardly had to do anything.
I moved down and kissed her intimately, knowing how much she loved it. The sex with Scarlet was good because getting off wasn’t important to me. When she got off, that’s when I got really hot. Satisfying my wife was far more fulfilling.
Her hands dug into my hair and she moaned while my tongue slipped inside her. She always tasted good, salty and sweet at the same time. “Sean…I want you.” I knew I was dragging out our foreplay, but I knew it got her really hot.
I moved back to her then pinned her legs back with my arms, leaving her wide open. Her hands cupped my neck and she looked into my eyes, waiting for me to enter her.
“Sean…” She bit her lip, wanting to scream even though I wasn’t inside her yet.
I wanted to tease her a little before we started. My lips brushed past hers and then I kissed the corner of her mouth. I rubbed my cock against her folds, feeling how wet she was.
She gripped me tighter. “Baby…”
I pressed my face closer to her s, my eyes locking to hers. I wanted to watch her reaction when she finally had me. We’d had sex hundreds of times but every time felt new. I pressed my thick head inside her, hearing her gasp, and then I moved all the way in.
Her nails dug into my skin. “Oh god…”
I moved into her at a slow pace, holding myself over her.
When her head rolled back, I knew she was already coming. I gave myself an imaginary pat on the back for making her come so quickly. “Sean…” She stared into my eyes, her mouth forming an O. Her gasps became loud, almost like screams. Good thing our neighbors weren’t close enough to he ar anything.
I moved faster to make it feel as good as possible. She panted loud for me, out of breath as soon as we started. I liked making her come as quickly as possible just in case I couldn’t last
When I remembered our blanket and candles, I broke our kiss and pulled her to her feet. She and I usually argued and bickered, even before we made love, but neither one of us had anything to say tonight. I held her hand as we walked down to the beach. Every sound was heightened and loud. The sand crunched beneath my feet and I heard her breathing in the darkness. I felt nervous and I wasn’t sure why. I was never nervous with Scarlet.
When we reached the blanket, I lay her down then moved on top of her. Her arms wrapped around my neck and her lips sought mine in the darkness. The candles burned slow and steady. Her legs wrapped around my waist, holding me close.
I wasn’t in a hurry. I took my time kissing her, relishing the intimate moment I was sharing with my wife. I was lucky she was my best friend in the entire world, my first choice if I walked into a bar, and the most amazing woman I’d ever known. I still didn’t understand why she married me, but if she was stupid enough to settle for me, I wouldn’t try to talk her out of it.
Our breathing grew hot and heavy while we kissed. I was harder than I’d ever been, wanting to be deep inside my wife. The sex with her was so much better than any I ever had. Her body was perfect, and the look in her eyes drove me wild. She wanted me so much and it was obvious in everything she did and said. Every touch made me burn like a wildfire. Every intimate whisper made me shiver like I was in the freezing cold. I never believed in soul mates or destiny, but that changed when she and I got together. She was my other half, the only person I wanted to share my life with. She made every other girl pale in comparison. She was the one to me, my ultimate fantasy and my closest friend. She had the whole package.
We slowly peeled our clothes off, taking more time than we normally did. Her hands felt my ch est and shoulders, scratching me lightly. When I removed her her panties, my hand moved between her legs. I usually had to get a girl wet because I moved inside her, but Scarlet was always wet for me. I hardly had to do anything.
I moved down and kissed her intimately, knowing how much she loved it. The sex with Scarlet was good because getting off wasn’t important to me. When she got off, that’s when I got really hot. Satisfying my wife was far more fulfilling.
Her hands dug into my hair and she moaned while my tongue slipped inside her. She always tasted good, salty and sweet at the same time. “Sean…I want you.” I knew I was dragging out our foreplay, but I knew it got her really hot.
I moved back to her then pinned her legs back with my arms, leaving her wide open. Her hands cupped my neck and she looked into my eyes, waiting for me to enter her.
“Sean…” She bit her lip, wanting to scream even though I wasn’t inside her yet.
I wanted to tease her a little before we started. My lips brushed past hers and then I kissed the corner of her mouth. I rubbed my cock against her folds, feeling how wet she was.
She gripped me tighter. “Baby…”
I pressed my face closer to her s, my eyes locking to hers. I wanted to watch her reaction when she finally had me. We’d had sex hundreds of times but every time felt new. I pressed my thick head inside her, hearing her gasp, and then I moved all the way in.
Her nails dug into my skin. “Oh god…”
I moved into her at a slow pace, holding myself over her.
When her head rolled back, I knew she was already coming. I gave myself an imaginary pat on the back for making her come so quickly. “Sean…” She stared into my eyes, her mouth forming an O. Her gasps became loud, almost like screams. Good thing our neighbors weren’t close enough to he ar anything.
I moved faster to make it feel as good as possible. She panted loud for me, out of breath as soon as we started. I liked making her come as quickly as possible just in case I couldn’t last
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