Just make it obvious that he’s had an effect. Don’t fake it or exaggerate too much. But do let him know what gets your juices flowing. (An Aside a...bout Pussy Juice).Speaking of juices, there’s no way to avoid having him deal with your nectar. To me, my wife’s pussy juice (I suspect that many men feel the same way about their partner’s juice) is the elexir of life, the yummiest, most delicious, most aphrodisical liquid in the universe, BETTER THAN CHOCOLATE (can you imagine???). If your man is. This marked the start of a trail that led down in the general direction of the water. A stone slab carved with the word ‘Private’ sat right in the middle of the path, impossible to miss between the trunks of two old oak trees.Hopefully that’s meant for everyone in the world except for two people... After taking a long look at each other, we moved around the barrier and wound our way through the trees. With each step, the sense of peace grew deeper and older. The feeling of the gardens and house. My eyes still linger on her lithe and youthful form.She’s called Diana, but to her friends she’s “Dia”. I guess the youth of today don’t think old-fashioned names like that are cool enough, even if I’ve tried to explain she wasn’t named for the princess but for the goddess. Not that it made much difference. Some of those kids probably had never heard of either. Diana is now eighteen and that makes eager for new experiences, as I had recently noticed.This had been the first time she had made me. I am yours now, my eyes close and I am abandoning myself to you my bald pussy is swollen and aching for you, only you. “Oh my god” You say to me as your fingers meet my sopping cunt and are drawn towards my swollen clit. I lie back on the floor and spread my legs for you as you take in the sight and the texture of me. You’re pleased that you’ve driven my pussy this wild and now you’re going to play with it a while, see what you can get it to do, this new toy of yours. It’s sending me.