Again, leaving just the head in, I hold it there. Watching the expression on your face, as I finally push myself into you again, is poetry in motion. ... pull back one more time, as you wrap your legs around me. The look in your eyes tells me you don't want to be teased anymore, but just want to be pleased. You begin rocking your hips, forcing me in and out of you. I get the drift, and start fucking you, slamming my cock into your tight pussy. Your hands are running up and down, all over my. But my suggestion that she sleep nude didn’t fly. The good news was that we made love several more times that week, one time with the bathroom light on. It didn’t shed much light on things, but it was a start. Now before I get to the next phase of the bet, a little more history. When it came to making love, Ashley was a virgin when we married. She had been carefully brought up by her parents to save her virginity for her wedding night. So although she was affectionate when we were. "Well, It was over the phone, so it wasn't nearly as bad as our next face to face will be, especially if you get pregnant with my baby." I haven't taken a birth control pill in about a week Greg – I really want to have your baby. The University has a day-care exclusively for the kids of the students, so it's a win-win, until Mom and Dad come out to visit us and see me either pregnant, or with a baby attached to my boobs!" Speaking of attached to your boobs..." I want to go out, smell the fresh. And mom makes a point of spoiling him outrageously every chance she gets."So when they headed out, it was four riders and two packhorses. They wanted to be comfortable, though they were camping in wilderness.The first day, they pushed hard to get up to altitude and out of the heat. They would spend a few days in the park with the stream running through it. Marty figured the grass would support six horses for about a week. It was a great place to camp and high enough that the heat would not be.