Not only still pantiless, but now with my sore, thoroughly banged pussy completely filled up with warm, gooey Dave-juice. And my pussy lips clenched s...o tight as to not let even one wonderful drop escape from me. This morning, Valentine’s Day, my husband handed me a box of chocolates and mumbled something charming and endearing about, “Here, I guess I had to get you this.” “Had to?” “It’s expected.” “I long ago gave up expecting anything from you,” I hissed. I thought about it. I walk and. When she was ready, I gently took her hand and she seemed to relax in relief. “Do you still love me too?” she whispered. I smiled at her. “Ask me that again in an hour,” I murmured, and led her to the exit.“Where are we going?” Hannah asked.I stopped on the pavement and turned to look at her. We looked at each other for several long seconds. Slowly we leaned in to each other and kissed softly, sensually.“Where do you think we’re going, Hannah?”, I said softly. “We are going to bed.”I looked. I could feel my vulva dripping in desire but I resisted his offer. ‘I really don’t…’ My nipples began to harden under Jackson and he noticed. He chucked lightly and bent his gorgeous face towards mine, giving me a passionate kiss on the lips. My breasts heaved under him – he noticed that too. ‘Come on baby, I can see I turn you on’. jackson grinned and ripped off his shirt. I watched as it fell lightly to the floor, perfectly still. He stayed there on top of me for a while, trying to make eye. After having a light lunch downstairs I decided to take a shower and clean off some of the travel dust as I had an afternoon meeting with one of my co-workers, Larry. I go upstairs and get ready for my shower. Since I am in a hotel room, I am not too worried about covering up as I walk from the bedroom to bathroom naked. I take my laptop in with me so I can listen to the music on it while I am in the shower. I decide since I have traveled to a warmer climate that I.