I loved having sex with this woman, and loved it even more that she was equally overcome by carnal lust. Karrie's eyes were closed, and her breathing ...nd moaning seemed to compete with one another for air as I again felt her vaginal canal start to convulse around my meat. Her breath quickened, then stopped for a moment, overcome by orgasm. I thought of her husband, and how much better this sex probably was than any sex he'd ever given her. If not, then why the hell would he ever want to leave?. Inevitably, I would end up being the one to concede, for the sake of peace. But the outcome of the arguments wasn't what bothered me. I spent much of our relationship not knowing how she felt about me- whether it was truly love.People will say that a sixteen-year-old couldn't know love from lust, but I learned, beyond doubt, the distinction that night.For a second I panicked; I had no idea what was expected of me.She abandoned my cock for the moment to cup my face in her soft hands and press. 'All this was sent along with some returned gentle touches down her spine that were triggering reactions inducing anything but efficient work flow. 'Oh God Dear, please give me a break here. I'll never get anything done this morning if you keep that up, ' Alice sent while squirming in her chair.The delicious touches running down her spine then eased up as she heard her love's voice bloom in her head once again, 'Have I told you how much I love you today?''Why no, I don't believe you have, ' she. You watch me as I change from my everyday jeans and a tee shirt. I slowly take off my shirt and pants so you can get an eye full of my almost naked body. You try to take the rest of my clothes off but I stop you and say that you'll get to see the rest soon enough. Soon you're in a tux and I am in a little black dress that doesn't leave much to the imagination. While you're driving us to the restaurant, I ask you if you can concentrate on the road. You give a funny look and say that you can and.