Lynn's pussy had become almost numb. Her labia, her entire body for that matter, felt the effects of the weeks of constant love making that had follow...d their wedding. While she still loved being able to bring pleasure to her man, the overriding physical sensation she had begun to feel was not lust, but soreness. This latest chapter in their ongoing saga of sexual excess began with Bob stepping out of the shower. She’d given him a quick greeting, and turned back to her cramming. Wordlessly Bob. You could see my clitoris sticking out of my hairy cunt. “I came to torture and make love to you.” You said. You got the candles, ice cube, and your flogger. You used your manicured nails and teeth to caress my body. Covered with goose bumps and shivering from the cool night air, I trembled from the cool night air and the thought of you fucking me. No, it was the anticipation of what was in store for me. It is the thrill of not knowing and anticipation that arouses me. A nymphomaniac? Not at. ” I walk into the bathroom and see candles everywhere. Never have I had a woman do all of this just to please me, especially since we haven’t really had an official ‘date’ yet, but I certainly was not complaining. The bath was extremely relaxing and few minutes later Lisa comes back. She had bought in some chocolates and fed them to me. She was still dressed in her sexy lingerie, but since she was practically on top of me I was paying more attention. The bra and panties were both black lace.. To my surprise, I found a private little beach that is only accessible if you climb over a pile boulders and around the sea cliff. Its only accessible during low tide...and it was. We ran over there with our towel in hand. I set the towel down and started to fondle her tits. They were small but perky. I pulled her bikini top down, exposing her tits and her erect brown nipples. I sucked on her nipples as she unzipped my shorts and pulled my already hard 7 inch cock out. She kneeled down.