That same fire roared back up inside Aria, drowning out every other feeling. Her hands were curled into fists on his arms, and then suddenly she stopp...d, holding her lower half away from him. “Don’t stop,” he growled loudly. “I wasn’t planning on it,” Aria whispered breathlessly, suddenly slamming his hard cock all the way inside of her, hitting her g-spot. He quickly took control and flipped her over and onto her hands and knees as he got behind her. He slammed his hard cock back into her,. Next time I want to kiss you where your panties are and make you get off.Love, RaymondAs I hit SEND, I felt a tinge of anticipation for things to come. Then, I carefully deleted my copy of the email.The next afternoon, I checked my email and there it was:To: [email protected]: [email protected]: Next timeWe can meet at my house about 9:30AM on Thursday. I like your idea and I have a few of my own.Til then, EttaWell, Thursday, day after tomorrow. I had a raging hard-on just thinking. She kept my cock flagged all the time. When we came back to our home after a small walk through the market, she also met some of her friends who had come for the same purpose.They exchanged some sniffing them to my hearts delight. She had bought a couple of floral panties and I was sure she was wearing the pink one who flowers had come alive every time I sniffed and jacked off on them; jokes about me as they all turned around and looked at me. My mother flushed red and then I guessed it must. “I’m not going to let her get away.”The look in her eye when Bobby got down on one knee in the bar that night gave me pause. I had expected that she would be excited and happy, but there was an instant of calculation on her face before she showed the expected emotion. I didn’t say anything to Bobby because I didn’t want to spoil his moment, but I did wonder.I arranged the Batchelor party since I was best man and even though I say so myself it was epic. There were all the ingredients, The 3 Bs.