"You're the very best, Cindy. Best ever."She cuddled into my side, her hand reaching down and idly fondling my soft dick. "Really? I mean, you're the ...nly man I've ever been with, but I know you've been with other women." And baby, nobody ever comes close to being a better lover than YOU are." Really?" Really. With others, sometimes I would think afterward, if only THIS was different or she did THAT or felt like THAT, or stuff. I had my fantasies about how it was supposed to be. But then YOU. You got four.”“But we’ve lived through the hurricane. I don’t know if I’ll survive the Georgina, though.”“Die in my arms, baby,” she sighed, wrapping me in them.“I just may do that.” I twisted, flopping back into bed with her in my arms.We kept up the half-hour checks, but when the strange light of impending dawn started to show, it was over, at least the storm part.“Made it, Josh,” she said. “Let’s open the windows, get a breeze going though here. And we can at least catch a nap.”Yes. Pickles. I frantically looked around, but this was the top floor, with no other apartments, so the landing was safe. I could feel his cum oozing out of me, and knowing I couldn't go home like this, used my fingers to scoop it up, and with a shudder at what I was doing, licked it off my fingers. I put on my shirt, and once I figured I'd stopped dripping, I put on my boxers and gingerly started down the stairs. No one on 2, and no sound from our apartment on 1. I went back in, not having even locked the. I was hoping I just might do that as my cock began to swell at the sight of her lying there, waiting for me to approach and apply warm oils to her soft smooth flesh. It was as if she was inviting me to do what ever I wanted with her awaiting form splayed on my table. I approached slowly, admiring her beauty before I bathed her with warm oil. I gave her, once again, the most relaxing massage. After finishing on her front, I asked her how she liked it so far. Its wonderful, Pete, but are you.