It was magnificent.I found me a woman with a sex drive that even out-revs mine. Not only that, she adores sucking me and offers her mouth to me all th... time. She has never been too tired or stressed or not in the mood. Is she perfect? Pretty much, yes.We're now married, just a few months ago, and after a particularly energetic fuck, we were laying there in one another's arms, enjoying the afterglow and started to ask each other what really turned the other on."Oh, it sounds silly, but sometimes. I moved my head to the side to look down her body past her naval and to the small strip of hair above her pussy. I slowly kissed down her body using plenty of tongue and ran my tongue round her belly button and planted kisses on her short brown strip of pubic hair. I then got up and moved position so I was sat between her legs. I grabbed her knees and pulled them up to her chest so her pussy and arsehole were on full show. Her pussy lips were naturally opened due to the position she was in and. I gasped, and shook, and she closed her wet mouth over my cock and slowly slid down the length, taking me deeper and deeper into her exquisite wet mouth.My left hand traveled over her belly and down between her legs -- her thighs parted as my fingers inched closer. Brushing through her light patch of pubic hair, I felt how wet she still was, and she gasped softly, her lips still wrapped around my shaft. Her hips pressed up toward my hand and I slipped my middle finger slowly up inside her,. The minute Tracy placed the stacks on his desk, he spotted the letter that could only be from her.With his heart pounding faster than he'd ever known it to, he chatted with the young lady who was studying music at the local community college. When she was gone, he took a deep breath and picked up the fancy rose-print envelope. Hands trembling, he slid his letter opener through the paper. He then took another swallow of coffee before he began reading.Dear, Uncle Bob,I was just sitting here.