Jane knew that her husband felt the same way about her. How many times had he had satisfied her without cumming himself. He seemed to love the idea of...making her cum, of pleasing her without regard to himself. His unselfishness only added to her desire to make him happy. As suddenly as his groping had begun, it ended. ‘I have to shower now,’ Geoff said, smiling, knowing that he had whetted her appetite for tonight. He stripped out of his clothes and showered as Jane finished with her hair and. I wondered if I was boring her as there were many pregnant pauses I was beginning to feel awkward. I started to make up excuses in my head, so I could just go home.I brought up the subject of her parents acting career and Charlotte lit up and ran through some amusing theatre anecdotes and then mentioned how she used to dress up in their costumes. "Do you want to see them?" she asked as she stood up and moved towards a door as if I had already answered. I followed her into a large room. A. I do not even know why I try. I am in love with her. I can’t help it. I want to make love to her every time I see her and touch her. “I love you, daddy.” “I love you too, Lexi.” “Parker, get a grip,” I think to myself. "You are getting way in over your head already." She sits up and sits on my lap. Getting way in over my head; I am in over my head. “What are you doing baby?” “Do you remember when I used to sit on your lap everyday when we watched TV? I miss that.” “I miss that too darling, but. I am six foot three inches tall, slim build with brown hair and brown eyes and less tanned than my beautiful sexy wife. As a footnote let’s say that she is better endowed than I am.We arrived at the cottage at eleven o’clock. It was everything we imagined, tucked away between huge granite boulders, surrounded by endless pine forests, very isolated, with no other houses or people for miles. From the veranda of the cottage you looked out down to the Usutu River, a major river that flows through.