“oh god, arti, yes baby yes,” feeling you explode down my throat, I slow my pace, and lick up every last drop. “oh baby” you cry, and fall to ...your knees. I lick my lips, and grin. “thank you Santa” we both laugh. I crawl over to the table and pour the wine. The red lace chemise, has ridden up to my waist and you have a perfect view of my dripping pussy. I offer you the glass of wine, and you drink, trying to catch your breath. “what a wonderful way to spend Christmas eve” After a few minutes,. A year without pain. I’d looked upon him a thousand times, but that morning he was the most beautiful thing ever created. The shimmer of rosy gold gave him the incandescence of an angel. I looked upon him like I’d never seen beauty before in my life. If I could have poured that joy into him so that he wouldn’t only know it, but feel it, I would have. But I just smiled to myself. My softened lips touched his scruffy face with a dry delicateness that I hoped would not stir him from such a needed. He bent and planted his face firmly in the cleft of her thighs. His tongue traveled up her slit, scooping out the sweet nectar. He played his tongue back and forth across the swollen lips of her pussy, sucking each one into his mouth and nibbling on them as he went. He licked her smooth mound clean of juices and finally buried his tongue as deeply into her hole as it would go. Mae gasp and grabbed his head, crushing him into her pussy, trying to get his squirming tongue deeper inside. Dave. In deference to Meera I did not join Rich in his morning swims, much as I would have liked to strip naked and join him. I persuaded Rich that he should wear some trunks for his swim. "Yes, I suppose I should." He replied. "I wouldn't want to embarrass her." I don't think that Meera would be embarrassed in the slightest. It would probably exacerbate her lust for you." Don't be ridiculous." Why don't you open your eyes." You're serious!" Yes, I am. Rich, before too long I will be too big for.