”“Susan, I love you; I always have, and even though what happened, happened, I want to make it all up to you. Live with me, and love me. Give me a... reason never to leave here because we can’t stop making love.”“That sounds good to me, but the minute you take advantage of my love ... I’m out of here,” I said giving him a fake punch to the gut.He took my hand and walked me to his bedroom.Amazingly, he had a tender touch as we undressed one another. Once naked he said quietly, “My god, you are so. ” Sara and I laughed while Joe returned behind the counter. The Rebel Rouser was a hot sandwich with turkey breast, Virginia ham, provolone cheese, and bacon strips placed open in an oven until the cheese had melted and the foot-long roll was toasted. Then the sandwich was folded over and sliced. Joe brought them to us about five minutes later.Sara and I ate in relative silence, but we didn’t have to speak to make our feelings for each other known. I could see Sara’s love in her eyes and I. And I think I know what it was."Now, with the blessing from my wife, I could pay the victim my undivided attention and I went to work again.Slowly, too slow for my liking, the 'y' closed, centimeter by centimeter, and with each little slackening of her stretched body the girl moaned another little moan of relief. It must have been ten minutes before the gap between her legs narrowed enough for her to raise her butt off the hard wooden surface to meet my attacking tongue. After that her little. My girl had turned around and started back. Their plan had been to grab her. Fortunately for her there were lots of people out. She safely passed them. She was oblivious that they were following her in their car as her music pounded away. The car parked watching the house.When my girl got home she took a long hot shower. She rubbed soap all over her fit little tanned body and became very very clean. I was sleeping in the bedroom and was not awakened. My girl finished and got out. She always.