The waxing salon removed everything. My orgasm was building rapidly and Jane had complete command of the experience. Jane cupped my tightened ball sa...k and ran her index finger up against my taint. I could see she was pleasuring herself with the index finger of her free hand. Her free hand soon left her vagina and went towards my ass. The tip of her moist index finger slipped inside me as a breath of ecstasy left my mouth. I gasped as she inserted her slippery finger farther up inside and bent. . "Come on inside, supper's almost ready!" The air in the cabin is awash with the fragrance coming from the old wood-burning cook stove; a blend of hickory smoke and the aroma of chicken sizzling in an old cast iron skillet; it's almost enough to make a grown man cry! ... No, nothing fancy; not an expensive meal prepared by a big-city chef in an elegant hotel dining room, just a cloth-covered table, two old wooden rocking chairs resting before an open hearth, and a very pleasant face. She was holding a five-year-old girl, and the pair of them greeted Jos with smiles and hugs. I’d never met her, but I knew from what Jos had told me on the drive that she was Samantha, Lesley’s wife, and business partner. She gave me a calculated look before turning her attention back to the man at my side.“You made good time; we missed you,” she said to him, and the girl wriggled frantically and demanded that he carry her.Her voice was squeaky but cute as she asked earnestly. “Missed you,. A lusty fire engulfed me as our whirlwind romance grew into a love story like I've never experienced. I began to have sex with him anywhere and everywhere at the drop of a hat. He was the greatest lover I'd ever had. We were like teenagers again, parking, giggling, holding hands, and answering to pet names. We couldn't keep our hands off each other. He made me feel sexual and beautiful again. We were made for each other.After our wild honeymoon including sex everywhere but on the plane, we.