’ ‘But what about the pretty candles?’ ‘Fuck ’em. I want to come inside my sexy woman, and it’s hurting my back trying it like this.’ �...Guess I’ll have to give you a massage too.’ ‘Later. Right now, we’re going to finish what we started before the kids get back.’ He pulled her into her room and flung her onto the bed. Laughing, she reached up and tugged him down beside her. ‘Getting a little aggressive?’ He lay on his back. ‘Nope, waiting for you to aggress. Get on my cock. Now.’ She straddled. You’ll know when you start to weigh too heavy on me. I’m fine for now.” He ran his hand along the small of her back and caressed her full, smooth buttocks. “I shouldn’t make comparisons,” he said, “but I have never had better sex than what we’ve had.”“Mmm ... I know. Same for me.”“What about story-time-guy?”“He was a near miss,” she replied. “I was sorry to see him go ... but he and I couldn’t get past what you and I have been able to. I said it was uncharted waters for us ... but it’s been. It was apparent Finley had been a big fish in a very small pond; he came in acting like he was the main go at Madison Square Garden with all the annoying affectations he’d seen the big timers use on TV. This guy didn’t seem to have a clue that he was just a tune up fight for Dave, somebody for target practice; literally a heavy bag with legs.Perhaps it’s best that way, but he was setting himself up for a beating. Normally the idea would be to let the fight go the distance so Dave could get some. That all women are just cock teasing bitches. That she shouldn't play around with people's emotions.She stares through the cracks in the wood to my hiding place, shocked. I still don't say anything. She tells him that he's right. She's really sorry and to let her make it up to him. She pushes her ass out, arching her back and spreads her legs. She's stiff and unsure of herself, but guilt has always been incredibly effective on my wife.He unties her hands and says she can leave if she wants. She.