Ron didn't tell me where we were going, but our honeymoon was a business write off because we traveled around the country seeing customers who couldn'... come to see us. After we returned my wife wanted to know if I liked being a wife, and not thinking, I blurted out, yes. She said nothing at the time, and we settled back into our old routine. It was a year later, six months since I had become the blushing bride, that I was talking to Cheryl on the phone. I was telling her that I loved all the. Deana's bottoms had lost the fight against her bubble-butt, collapsing into the deep groove. Her ass was oiled like she had been cast in a porno about a massage that turns kinky. Evan knelt between the girls and watched Rebecca's stomach rise and fall. The lines were faint, but he knew how the tumbler's abs looked when they rippled. He thought about sliding the tip of his finger through the slippery grooves, crisscrossing, then following the line down the center into the hollow of her stomach. "Not another word until your plate is clean."Annette pealed with laughter and Deborah was unable to keep a straight face either. She put her arms round Richard's neck and kissed the top of his head softly. "Just as well you're sitting down or you might have got your bottom pinched." Never," said Richard smugly. "Lese majeste." Laze possibly but no majesty. You're just plain common or garden Mister." I know. I know," said Richard mournfully. "There's just no respect shown by you young people. I was awed by that.Then I placed my entire right palm across the left side of the waist. My boner had got my pants torn. I squeezed her waist. She had a good amount of flesh on her waist. The moment I squeezed it, she gave a small jerk and moaned softly in a very seductive way.I slowly moved my palm to her navel and started fingering her navel. It was deep. She had a bit of belly fat but not too much. I could see her getting aroused like crazy. She was wearing jeans, and I badly wanted to go.