I could only watch and hold her, and as I came, her eyes closed and her body went limp in my arms. I kept thrusting, slower now, as she rode out her o...wn orgasm. She panted a little as she calmed and then opened her eyes. A huge smile on her face put one on mine too and then we both looked around. There was a sticky mess on the floor and clumps of flour from her hands all over my shirt. She sat up a little and as she moved, I noticed that there had been freshly rolled pastry under her butt, it. When we make love I like us both to be naked and I like tobe on top and I like my wife to be underneath. After sex I always fallinto a deep sleep.Lately Sharon has taken to describing our relationship and sex life as"vanilla" (when we get a moment to talk to each other in between drivingour children all around North London to their various activities)!Last Friday night or Saturday morning ( I am not sure if it was beforeor after midnight) we had sex. As usual I fell asleep but this time. He watched her as he unbuttoned his shirt. His chest was large, but not defined. Even if it were defined, no one could tell because his chest was extremely hairy. When he was done, he then removed his belt and threw it on the bed. Candice saw the belt and went to grab it to hit Santiago. Precisely what he wanted. His right hand raised high.Before she could see clearly through her teary-eyed, the large hand whistled through the air and landed on her face. She tried to use her hands to protect. I have no expectations other than tonight, so you can relax and enjoy yourself."The girl put a big plate of ribs between us, and Greg ordered two more longnecks. I ask her to bring a bottle of Tabasco back with her, and he smiled a little, again. Why is this guy always smiling? We sat there for almost an hour, chewing and sucking bones. I was actually having fun. The conversation was light, trivial, and comfortable. I was getting to like the Fosters. Finally, we were both stuffed. I didn't like.