Well last night was just a typical night. She comes home from work, we eat dinner and lounge around watching TV and I rub her feet and legs. I'm not...thinking about sex, well I always do a bit when she's in pantyhose but I digress. So it's a pretty normal evening and sex is off the table as far as we both are concerned since it is bedtime and we're still downstairs watching TV.So my wife goes upstairs to get ready for bed and I lock the house all up. I go upstairs and she is already in bed. She was only seconds behind him in climaxing herself, not that he cared very much. Only enough to ensure she would welcome a return match.He lay atop her for a few minutes and she did not stir to make him move until perhaps five or ten minutes had passed.He would be ready for the final round, perhaps in only a week or so.There was no need to conceal his presence this night because he still had not frequented the pub enough to become known as a regular. Nevertheless he did not linger when he. But your next birthday falls in the middle of the week … So I come to see you, after all the post deployment necessities are done and you can take a weekend to see me without any distractions. We are full of passion and excitement as we see each other after such a long time part. You make love to me at first, gentle and then you become rough – the way that I love – you pin my hands above my head while I am on my back and whisper “Don’t move your hands” and then you pull my hips up to you and. "Not really." Why not?" she smiled, easing his throbbing boner out of his pants."Well," he said, his entire body tingling from the feel of her soft young fingers wrapped around his cock, "I've always thought girls like you were too crazy to mess with." Does my hot body look crazy?" whispered Hope, dropping to her knees and swiping her moist tongue across the tip of his sensitive cockhead."God, no," gulped the man, slowly starting to regain his composure. "That's the hotest body I've ever sea.".