What was that delicious feeling? Oh! It felt so good! With just a couple of thrusts I was coming! Oh my god! I’d never felt that before. True that i... was not as big an orgasm as I would get with clitoral stimulation, but it was . . . . I can’t even explain. It wasn't long before I felt the build up again, and again I was coming! “Oh, Jairo! Fuck me!” My words mixed with the sound of the crashing waves and didn't go any further than the cave, but they seemed to be the words that Jairo needed to. Eyes having intercourse as well as lips and tongues, penis and vagina. But Joe being Joe and Cheryl being Cheryl, it became relentless. Three orgasms for Joe. Several for Cheryl.Enough for Cheryl to need a break. At least her pussy. So the third night, in Miami, they just relaxed in bed and talked. It was making love. And exactly what they needed. Cheryl offered her patented deep throat blow job and Joe said no.Though she did wake him up that way that next morning. And he reciprocated. Before. As if it’s something we’ve done dozens of times before. I move to kiss her, not even thinking of moving slowly. I need to taste her. She kisses me back with just as much need. After a long moment, okay, several moments, we break the kiss. I see her getting slightly emotional and I hold her closer to me. I whisper into her ear that everything is all right now. We’re together. When we head to my place, I make her dinner. We enjoy ourselves, just talking, like we always do. After dinner, we move. Chastity. These were concepts she could understand, but Shirley's so-called "new morality" was something that filled her with nothing but inner revulsion. She supposed it was her own upbringing that had made her less than liberal in understanding such things as adultery, yet it was her very prudishness that had made it possible for Kent to respect her before they were married. What had he called her a few months after the wedding? "I may have fucked you a hundred times since we were married,.