But it wasn’t long before the flesh became willing again. This time the lovemaking was less frantic, more gentle, though certainly no less passionat.... If anything, the cumming was sweeter, more satisfying. It would have been nice to spend the rest of the day, hell, the rest of the weekend, in bed; but, we both had obligations that filled the next two days. I was gone before lunch. We did keep in touch all afternoon Saturday, though. It was my first experience with sexting, and I went through. I’m going with Mason. We need to talk to his father about our marriage. Roger and Angela are making plans for their wedding with my father’s social secretary. They are looking for a date.”I grinned. “I guess we should coordinate since we’ll probably have some connection in both of them.”Anna smiled. “I think Mason plans for Jam to be his best man. I want the Duchess of Meuse to be my maid or matron of honor.”I grimaced. “I’m just Jar. We’ll save the other for another eternity.”Anna grinned,. I will then shove it in roughly from behind. She will be begging for it. I will spank her arse and pull her hair while I thrust the full ten inches of it into her. You won’t be able to take your eyes from watching me pound into her. I will then pull it out and come up her back, or, spin her round and unleash on her face, I haven’t decided which yet, either which way, there will be a lot of it, a cock like this does not fire small loads. Can you handle it?“I’ll try my best” came a voice from. I rushed to pull my sweet Britta-Lise up and planted a very wet French kiss on her fine, glossy wet lips. We made out for several more seconds before we came up for air, making it even more obvious to others watching us that we were passionately in love as well as lust with each other. I kissed her even harder the next time, while my hands greedily fondled her supple flesh. Tears fell down her lovely face as she looked me in the eye and awaited my final verdict on her gift for me. There was.