Lea struggled against him, especially when he pulled away. His head lowered to her breast and he sucked her nipple gently into the heat of his mouth. ...ea arched off the mattress with a harsh cry of pleasure. Lowering his full weight onto her to keep her still, Ken trailed his mouth over her breasts, kissing the other nipple, then moving down to her ribs. Lea writhed beneath his comforting weight, loving the feel of him over her, surrounding her. Her earlier disappointment, combined with his. "Oh... Oh... I feel so full! It's so big! Oh... I'm tingly! I've got goose bumps! Oh! Oh!"They were almost matching thrusts, now, and he was almost all the way in. He pulled back then thrust forward again. "Oh, Chris, I'm... Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee." She came with a vengeance. As she came, her pussy rippled and clamped around him in a way he had never imagined. It caught him totally by surprise and he lost it, shuddering into her before her own convulsions had even finished. He couldn't believe it. The checkbook itself was no help. No checks had ever been written on the account. The first check was still in the book.I entered the account number and tried her usual password. Claire had a habit of using the same password for everything. She said that in an emergency, if one of us needed to get into the other's account, it could come in handy. Her password was 5591. It meant May fifth, 1991. She called it the happiest day of her life. It was the day we got married.It didn't work. I tried her. Shall we say that she stood out among her physician and scientist colleagues?When we remodeled the bathroom, we were able to knock out some unused space and make it quite large. One of the features was a Japanese ... well, I hate to say toilet. It did so much more; we sometimes called it the sensuality station. The seat was heated or cooled as appropriate for the weather. Its heating element continued into a warming cabinet for towels and robes. The control panel for the room light, sound, and.