My lips were near the base of her boobs, I licked there. I squeezed her boobs and sucked them. I pressed her left boob while sucking right boob. Later... I switched the sides.I buried my face in between her boobs. I loved her boobs and licked them. It made her boobs wet. I pinched her erected nipples. I licked her underboobs. She was moaning and her hands were inside my head.I kissed on her ribs, stomach, and lower abdomen and on her navel. Then I removed her skirt. I kissed her inner thighs,. It was in Minneapolis that she actually saw the Gibson's Water Shake specimen; a pathetic looking little black shoestring, rather battered, floating around in a jar of formaldehyde. It filled Heather with gloom to look at; she'd be spending months and sweat working on this thing when she could have been working on blue whales if she'd played her cards right. But, every species is as important as every other one, she reminded herself, and had added to her pile of notes and background. We were cautious when we had sex, and looking back, I would say she was too cautious with me. When we first started having sex, it was timed so that we would avoid sex during the middle part of her cycle (the most fertile time). I always wore a condom, but to her insistence, she would make me pull out after cumming since she was worried that the condom would leak. Right before we got married, she finally got on the pill but for the next year, she insisted that I also wear a condom. So naturally. I would leave a door pen for her and she would sneak in and wake me up. I slept on a sofa bed (maybe why I had back problems!) And we would try to be quiet!One time I'm particular, we were on the bed and were really getting into it. I was on top and was fuckin.g her harder and harder so much she was scooting up to the head of the sofa bed. One thrust, I felt something weird and the bed shifted like it wanted to close up on us! I quickly moved back and it shifted to where it should be in order.