At first her eyes were closed, her face was in that grimace, that sexual clench she acquires when in the deepest throes of her most intense orgasms. S...e calls it death by fucking. But I looked again and now she was wearing that beatific smile, the one that makes her look like the most softly contented woman in the world. She said, "Thank you, Andrew. That was lovely. I'll have to thank Doris Fleming."I had to laugh. My wife knows me at the molecular level. I said, "That woman is all over me,. Almost as soon as I put the phone down, it rang.I looked at the number, hoping it was Beth. It was my mother-in-law calling from her house.“Hi Honey, how are you?” she asked.“I am fine Mom, how are you and Dad doing?”“We are fine, thanks. I just called to see how things were getting along between you and Jennifer. I was talking to Jennifer’s mother today, she seemed as much in the dark as I am about you two. Apparently Jennifer has not told her mother much about you two.”I went on to tell my. The light of the crescent moon and the stars that glistened through the window reflect against Chris's face. I could see the twitching of his eye lids that flickered against my ears, having being disturbed by my movement."Hey," he said in sleepy tone.Softly and quietly, I replied, "Hey."His arm on my breasts slid across my chest, squeezing my breast. He kissed my neck softly then moved towards my lips. Quickly he pushed himself upright and wrapped both his legs around my thighs, pinning each of. There would still be a few inches revealed when the mighty knob atop his hard shaft abutted the soft tissue blocking her womb deep inside. But she didn’t mind – and the stretching feeling his mighty girth gave her could almost throw her off the cliffs of bliss all by itself.She grasped his shaft lightly, careful not to grip it too hard lest he wake. She could feel his heartbeat surging within it, a small micro-jump within her hand. She slowly began her body’s incremental slide down Yren’s.