He didn’t answer, sleep had taken him. She shrugged, curled up against him a drifted off herself. Morning, before work. He stepped into the bedroo... having found the shower and one of her robes hanging on the back of the bathroom door. It was too small, garishly cerise and looked comical. Stella, her eyes only just open, began to laugh and then guffaw at his wounded look. “C’mere you idiot.” He traipsed across to the bed looking crest fallen. She grabbed the loose flaps of the robe and pulled. I worked my way around her clit, rubbing in small circles, and I gently slipped two fingers inside her. She was soaking by this point.She then stopped me, pulling my hand away, and led me by the hand to her bedroom. I couldn't resist. She pushed me onto the bed, and climbed on top of me. I couldn't keep my hands off her as she again pulled away and I felt pre-cum in my pants as her clothes fell to the floor, one by one.She was still every bit as gorgeous as I had always fantasised. Her pert,. Ellen thought she could help me in that regard. We were dating exclusively within six months, and at nine months, I asked this dynamo for her hand in marriage. I was ready to settle down and be with one woman for the rest of my life. She accepted and we were wed before the year was up.I had not made love to Ellen before our engagement, and only when we had set a date did I ask if it would be alright if we became lovers. I insisted that she either be on the pill or I would use condoms. I had. I caught myself and began breathing deep breaths to stop the erection... It worked. I rolled her over onto her back never taking my dick out. I pumped hard inside of her as deep as I could, making her cum at least 3 more times. I could feel the stream build up again and didn't ant to fight this time. I asked how she wanted me to cum. slightly scared she said "pull out! cum on my tits!"I pulled out and stroked myself. She sat up to watch the show, opening her mouth to give me a target. She must.