He stopped at her belly, taking time to kiss all of it, working slowly to her breasts. No words were spoken. Just soft, sensual kisses and moans from ...er were heard. He reached her breasts and massaged each of them in his hands, sucking on the nipples, getting them hard. He moved up her neck to her lips, kissing her. In the move to kiss her, put his body on top of her, his legs between her spread legs. His cock was still limp from the powerful orgasm, but he wanted to put it on her pussy. He. Wonderful lovemaking, so full of emotion and caring and sharing and love. Such intensity of feelings that one would believe impossible by such a ‘remote’ connection. The next escalation was natural enough, crudely referred to as Phone Sex… for us it was lovemaking on the phone. Wonderful, but not a substitute. The phone rings. Its her, breathless, announcing that she has just been told that she is to attend a convention in New York City, near my home, in two weeks. I don’t recall what was said. I watched as his uncut cock head disappeared inside Jennifer's asshole. I came! Then I heard Jennifer moan. She was cuming, too! "Oh Ty! That feels so fucking good! Push it in me! Push it! Push it real hard!" Jennifer moaned. Ty pulled back. I could see Jennifer's asshole straining to hold onto Ty's cock head. It was like her asshole had a mind of its own. It did not want to release. It wanted to hold onto Ty's cock. Then he pushed in again. He continued pumping Jennifer's ass. Each time his. It must have been that plus, the low lights and a relaxed mood that started it.We were cuddled on the couch and probably, just probably, because of having a touch to much wine, beautiful mellow and seductive red wine from Burgundy, my favourite, I asked him stuff like, did he still love me, did he still like the way I looked, did he like the way I dressed. And of course he said he did and squeezed me reassuringly. So I started asking him who else he fancied and liked the look of and he reeled.