Her face showing concern at the feelings of her boyfriend.“I know, Chris. But at least we’ve still got our three nights a week. And all our time a... work.”But Chris wasn’t for cheering up. His face still looked sad, and he looked like he was trying to make his mind up about something. After a few moments of silence between the two of them, he asked Jill the question on his mind.“What about you, Jill. Do you feel the same? Will you miss this? Being together all the time?”What had taken me by. She now actually needed to wear a bra and she truly did fill the "A" cups of it. With her facial beauty, the existence of breasts made her outward appearance that much more stunning. Only Bob was privileged to see the increase in her pubic hair as well. Not quite blond in color, it was very, very fine, extremely soft, and not terribly dense, but it had spread into a nice triangular shape covering her labia and upward about two inches above the split. It didn't begin to compare to the bush on. She was his angel. She'd been sent to finally give him his chance at finding the true pleasure that comes from loving only one woman for the rest of his life...She was sent to redeem his soul...Yes, he was definitely going to ask the priest to move the wedding date up!After Charles gave Diana that lovely stand of "pearls," she regretfully wiped them away with a damp towel. He moved down their bed and feasted on her soft, wet flesh. Desire flowed through his loins as he listened to her moans of. He heard her soft moan as she flicked it again. Her eyes sought his again in the pleading fashion he now knew so well as more images flashed before him, replaying as they had when he’d first become conscious. Repeating over and over again until he remembered who he was, what she wanted from him. Love. She was showing what she wanted: love, lust, family. And he knew how, and he would give them to her, his sweet saviour who was offering him her desires to waken him from the long sleep. She.