Turning, she looked at Scott, a pure look of lust in her eyes, craving the touch of her body against his once again. Scott could feel the heat of her ...body coming off her, his own intensity matching hers. He slowly pressed his hand against her thigh, hesitant at first. Nervous. Unsure. As he reached beneath her skirt, she sighed, her soft skin tingling from the touch of his fingers.Louise pushed him back against the bathroom wall, making him grunt softly in surprise, a grin spreading along his. He was a good enough kisser, knew how to use his tongue. I was harsh in my smooch, kissed him hard, slapped his cheeks, pulled his nipples, slapped on his ass, and scratched his back. He was just the opposite, gentle, caring, and lovely.After a long five minutes, I asked him to kneel. As always, he was quick and obedient. I continued, “You are not going to remove your mouth from my pussy until you drain me of cum.” He was by no means an expert. But he was adequate. He was up for the job.I. It felt good and as my cock got hard again, Alexia stopped. Raising up on my elbow and looking down, I watched as she climbed on the bed next to me. Rolling to my side as she got on all fours, she looked back and smiling said, “I want you to fuck me.” Smiling, I slid off the bed and as I stood there holding my cock, Alexia looked back and said, “Come on.” Immediately, I climbed on the bed and kneeling behind her, I subtly pulled her up to her knees. Having her lean back against me, I kissed. “Shall we?”“Most definitely.” He clambered onto the bed and loomed above her. They kissed – a deep, open-mouth kiss that sealed their bond, reaffirmed their love. It may have been a year, but nothing had changed. “I love you,” he murmured.Sighing, she drew him close. “I love you too.”She gasped and clawed his back as his thick cock nosed her slit. She wanted him so badly… ached for him. She inhaled deeply and held the breath as he probed with a finger.“You’re so wet.”“Of course,” she said. “I’m.