I just look at her and I enjoy the pleasure I’m giving her as well as myself. She pulls my head up and she gives me another deep kiss, this time our...tongues meet and start to dance with each other. My hands start to caress her great tits and this time she does the same to me and I feel so ecstatically pleased and turned on. I ask her if I may try something that I haven’t even thought about doing before. I start to move my hand down towards her pussy, slowly trailing my fingertips up and down. He's a teddy-bear, and we both liked him a lot. Two weeks before the big day we threw a party for him and his fiancé, with several of our friends attending. He got a lot of teasing about "losing his freedom", and Christine spent a lot of time with him that evening. I cooked dinner as usual, and afterwards she cleaned up. Mark helped her while I mingled, and when the two of them emerged from the kitchen again they were chatting merrily, and sat down next to each other on the couch. He put his. It hardened her nipples and moistened her pussy. She’d been done there too, and very nicely, on a business trip a couple of years earlier. It was just down the road, too, where a couple of years before that, she had been fabulously done by Luís, lead guitarist of a Latin American rock group, all over her bed one hot afternoon. That had been on a holiday with Ambrose, who was out for the afternoon and into the early evening. Em was now considerably aroused. She ordered another half carafe of. As the night went on she was clearly becoming very wet. That night Rachel stayed in our guest room. The next morning we had breakfast and toasted Ana's birthday one last time, Rachel left. Ana and I were alone again, but as I knew, it was the last day of her birthday celebration. It took us two months to get this far, and I always made it special. Of course pure, raw sex is always great, but throw in some romance and the passion is increased 10 times. Her pussy is wetter, her heart beats.