Her lips followed her caresses and made their way to Violett’s neck and cheek. Violett stretched and giggled.“There she is,” she whispered into ...Violett’s ear. “Let’s play.”“Nnmmh?” cooed Violett with a broad smile. “You want some of this? Hmmn? You wanna bump some fur?”Dana responded to Violett’s taunts with her kisses. Her lover’s teasing remarks were tugging urgently on her desire. “Time for some Angel food.”“Yeah? ... You want some fuck, don’t you? ... Gimme some tail,” She lifted her butt,. It was as if, in that one kiss, our souls connected. As if we were communicating on some heretofore unknown level. I understood her because of that kiss. I understood her hopes, her fears, her dreams. And she understood mine. I know she did because I could feel that she understood. In that one, amazing kiss I felt ... Complete.We broke apart and I pulled away, my eyes never leaving hers, which were wider than ever I’d seen them.“Did you ... Did you feel that?”I nodded.“It was like ... Like I. You might say that I have ‘catholic’ tastes in pornography, though I often return to the theme of spanking and have to admit that my wife’s bottom compares favorably with many of the best known on-line spankees. (If only she would indulge my tastes more enthusiastically – boy, would life be different!) Of course, I have explored many other avenues of the on-line sex-world and have a finely honed list of fetish preferences, which will no doubt be revealed during this tale.We are fortunate to. A few more minutes and we were on the road in my truck, listening to the radio. ‘Hey Mike, mind if I sleep on the way there?’ ‘No Problem, Have at it.’ Erin was fast asleep, Probably resting up to swim in the lake. She woke up just in time, too. She squealed when we arrived. Not only was she first out of the truck, she was first stripped down and in the lake. ‘Come on! The water is great!’ She said, happily splashing around in the water. ‘I’ll be out in a second, I gotta put the bags.