I placed my hand on her face and smooched her on her lips. It was awesome, the best thing I ever felt in my life. I continued to suck her lips, I thru...st my tongue in her mouth she started sucking it then she give her tong in my mouth I sucked it badly, during all the time my hand were in her long black hair . After a long French kiss I started kissing her neck eyes ear every where on her face and moved my hands on her boobs and squeezed them. Then I started to run my hands all over her body. We were approaching an island with only one house on it. It was red with white corners and the window frames were in the same colour, a typical Swedish design. There was a flag pole with the Swedish flag slowly moving in the light breeze. As we got closer, I realized the villa was much bigger than I had thought.We moored at the dock where a smaller speed boat and a little sailing boat were tied up.“That’s Jenny’s sailing boat, she likes to go out and watch the sunset in it and the other we use. “The guy must be at least fifty,” he whined. “Corinne can’t be marrying him for his looks.”I laughed at that.“What’s so God damned funny?” he growled.“She married you, dumbass,” I snorted. “And you’re not exactly a handsome prince.”“That was different,” he said. “Corinne married me because ... she loved me...” his voice trailed off and he too shed a few tears.His voice was more choked up than I had ever heard it. I’ve known the bastard for all of his life. I’ve known him longer than he’s known. So… where is Miss Socialist?’ ‘Gone,’ he sighed again, ‘how did you know?’ ‘The house is just a touch feminine. I’m struggling to imagine this is entirely your taste. Is she coming back?’ He shook his head. ‘She didn’t like the University lifestyle. Moved back home, to Nottingham.’ They sat drinking the tea, each taking measure, weighing up the odds. She moved, not much, but enough to let the silk slide and expose part of her thigh. They both looked at her pale skin. ‘I told you… ‘ ‘You don’t f.