My lips met hers. Softly, gently, her arms encircled my neck, tongues danced together, soft moans met in the middle and blended together. My right han... moved slowly through the swirling water as her legs parted in anticipation, welcoming.A gasp of pleasure escaped as the soft tip brushed against her like a tiny electric shock. Pressing against her hardening pearl, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her.Her tongue probed deeper, her fingers dug into my shoulders, her left hand slid down,. "I want to relax you," you say as her panties slipped over her round, toned buttocks.She wiggled on the sofa in an attempt to help.You pull her panties down her thighs, past her knees, and let them crumble around her ankles. Your hand slipped between her legs and with shaking fingers moved upward until you felt the heat from between her legs. Your finger probed and found her moist core."You're sooo wet," you say as you spread her thighs.Slipping a finger inside a moan escaped her lips."Are you. He deserved a love like this, one where his wife loved him, as much as he loved her. Now, he wondered, if she wanted the same thing. She had said she did, but now, he was fraught with dread, that she might say no, when he proposed to her. He looked at her, sleeping peacefully nestled into the crook of his arm, her head resting on his chest. He kissed the top of her head gently, so as not to waken her and he let his thoughts wander to the life they would have together. She wouldn’t. This puzzled him. "I mean, what are you doing here?" he continued. "Relaxing, what are you doing here?" she offered with a smile. "But this is my cabin," he offered. Now she was getting perplexed. "I just rented it for the night from Helen," she explained "Well I rented it from Hal half an hour ago," he countered By this time she was getting weary of trying to talk over the din of the pounding rain. She asked him to come in so they might sort it all out. With the ever harder hammering of.