My legs are long and I know how to use them; they slide along his side, my foot playing over the skin of his leg, along the inside of his knee. He is ...icklish there, I know that. His revenge is a quick, sharp bite on my neck before he laves the sensitive skin soothingly. It makes me writhe. I have never understood why my neck is so sensitive but a caress there can send me directly into arousal, more so than my breasts. For a long time I felt strangely lacking, unfeminine because of this; I got. Again. As a statement of ourcontinuing and now powerfully transformed love. Would you please marryme?"I took out the box. I took out the ring from the box. I put the ring onhis finger.He cried and shouted, "Yes! Yes! Yes!" He asked permission to hug me,and I replied of course he could.The civil arrangements were quick and simple and done. We dashed off onour honeymoon to the same resort in Maine at which we had spent ourfirst. Throughout our trip there, we exchanged naughty glances.. Moving slowly, so as not to disturb him and let him rest, the feeling of being naked and pressed against him was special. Being curled up into his hairy chest was so comforting; strange, because if you had asked her before last night, hairy men were a turn-off to her and a big NO NO.She smiled while she watched him sleep, and found her breath in sync with his, as their chests moved up and down together.What a night, she thought. I feel so relaxed and...happy.Which also was strange, as she was. I slowly took off his shorts, and grabbed his cock. Adam was looking at me, and I was looking into his eyes while stroking his cock slowly. “I love your cock, Adam,” I whispered. I spit on his cock to lube it up a little, and stroked it more. I wasn’t holding his cock tightly, and I wasn’t stroking it faster because I didn’t want him to cum quick. “Adam, is there anything you want to do with me?” I asked if he had any wish for this last night together. I was expecting him to say that he would.