It’s always been there since day one. Did see that. The air had been thick sometimes. You wanted me inside of you, slowly rubbed your crotch on me, ...ut we stopped. We did the romantic thing, holding each other, touching cheeks, locked eyes, smiles, kisses.You went to go pee and I had another cigarette. I had to go home. We hugged at the door, and spent half an hour of eternity kissing like it was our last chance. It was.There were forty-eight hours in that day, I’m sure. The dark didn’t divide. "Remember I'm experienced and very sensitive to your thoughts, but I think with practice you could probably do it. Like, what am I thinking right now?" Ha ha, you're so obvious. You want what you always want—me!" We laughed as we pulled each other close. I loved the touch of her soft skin and when she pushed those hard little nipples into my chest there was nothing I wouldn't do for her. I pushed her back onto the bed and knelt between her long slender legs. I rubbed my cheek against her soft. Fast forward nearly 18 months. We weren’t technically living together, but we were together every night. It almost became routine for us to get home from work, I’d throw her down on the couch, eat her out til she came, then we’d fuck in various places til I filled her up or came down her throat. Of course, no matter how fun a routine may be, stepping out of your comfort zone can be exponentially more exciting, which is exactly what happened.It was a Friday night, we had been out drinking and. He turned to her sleepily 'Hi hun , didn't hear you come in.' 'Are you ok ? Why aren't you at work?' 'I didn't feel to good. Came home.' Trish felt his dick pressing against her. For a change it was rock hard. Well she may as well make the most of it, and if the little button wasn't feeling to good, maybe she should give him a treat. She kissed his neck then moved down a little onto his hairy chest. The hair was as rough and course as a brillopad but she could feel his dick twitching.