Our senses were honed to a knifes-edge and we shared every vibration, every twitch and every emotion. To help you understand, dear reader, think of yo...r most intense sexual experience and multiply it by infinity. The English language has absolutely no words to adequately describe the raw emotion between us. We had peeled away every paradigm surrounding the core of our souls. We existed only for each other and every movement, every look and every touch was calculated and executed to perfection. . . now so close, and we kiss some more, my nipples tingling andsuddenly I realize... It's perfectly, absolutely clear...I am ready.I lay back and slightly spread my legs and Richard takes the hint. Ohgod, he rubs the tip of his cock up and down my lips down there,lubricating it, and this stroking of my... clitoris...? Almost makes melose it right then and there. And then he places the tip at theentrance to my... my vagina? My... pussy? My... feminine spot...? Rubsit up and down some more, and. When it came, I actually gasped.“I don’t use a case. I keep a tight grip to make it hard”And then laughed at the immediate follow-up:“…er to drop”I stretched, enjoying the pressure from squeezing my thighs together. After a moment, I set up my next photo. It wasn’t subtle, but neither was the increasing desire I felt.I spread my legs and took a photo of the pink fabric pulled taut over my lips. There was a noticeable wet spot. I felt deliciously naughty as I sent it to him.“might have gotten. At first I thought she was going to fall asleep but she rested then moaned gently to his attentions.I turned myself round and massaged first one leg then the other taking time on each to ensure the muscles were kneaded and stretched to relax them. When I got to her feet I turned round and gradually worked my way back up her legs. Sitting on her feet I reached forward gradually getting higher and higher up her legs until my fingers reached the honey pot between her legs. I kept going gradually.