She was still dripping wet from my earlier devouring of her pussy and the head of my cock moved just inside her. Nikki slowly lifted herself up and do...wn and my shaft moved deeper inside her until I was fully surrounded by her tight cunt. We both moaned as we shared a long, passionate kiss and I exclaimed, “Oh fuck! You are so damn tight. I love being inside you!” I moved my hands slowly down her back to her ass and cupped each cheek as she started to grind me in the chair. We worked up a. The heat was building fast and I knew my panties were getting wet and all we were doing was kissing. He stood back, took my glass and set both of them aside on the deck railing. Then he gently pushed me against the railing, leaned over to kiss me and began to unbutton my dress. With my dress unbuttoned to the waist he began to kiss my breasts, sucking my engorged nipples into his mouth one after the other, squeezing first with his lips, then with his teeth. I was moaning now and felt. "He's only a fuck to me, dear. What do I care?" This was Ruth's response after our fried potato skin meeting and I had wanted to investigate more, as if I were vetting him for public office instead of my wife's pubis. "What if he has an STD, what if he's a serial r****t, a serial killer, a cereal eater?" I blurted out "what if's" trying to scare her, the last because she makes fun of the fact that I eat Honey Nut Cheerios in a post cereal world."He's a pharmaceutical salesman, dear." This was. “Okay.” He’d follow those rules. He’d certainly find it easy to follow the ‘wait for her words’ part. “I love you so. Cuddling okay, now?”“Sure.” And so, he held his love. If she wasn’t writhing any more, she was relaxing into his arms, showing trust. He wasn’t certain that she should trust him, but he enjoyed that trust too much to warn her.She agreed immediately to another picnic on Saturday. She was his as he had been hers for so long. And she was his love. He told her of that love on the.