I was sitting at the kitchen table, glaring at her. "Where have you been bitch?" Charlotte got defensive, "you cant talk to me like that, you have ...no right" "I said, the k**s are asleep, I don't want to wake Jaimie and her baby, I asked you to be home by midnight, you buy new thongs and matching bra and a tight fitting dress and go to a "work" meeting and "church lady" meeting and you show up at 4 AM -- what the fuck bitch? I called Pam, the preachers wife, she did not know anything. We showered together, soaping each other, and washing away the grease marks I’d left on her skin from my oily hands. We lovingly kissed, basking in a post coital glow under the warm spray of water.We dried off and I led her to my bed, where we cuddled and made love. Not lust fuelled sex, instead replacing it with tender, lovemaking, kissing, cuddling, penetrating her slowly and gently as I slowly brought her to one orgasm after another. I even managed a second orgasm, which was unusual for me. His words made me stand on end is all body hair. Bombearle nonstop strength increase with the pace because I wanted to reach out into the depths of his being, until the time had arrived said:- Let me know when you're arriving.Those words I accelerated my reach, but a strong leap made me scream with pain and pleasure and squirm, and that made me jump a little longer endure.When I looked at the clock I saw that we had been making love almost all afternoon. Our bodies were completely covered in. . well.. i feel a hand sliding in my hair.. and i hear you moan my name.. not afraid to wake you anymore.. i let my hands run up anddown your legs.. across your thighs.. up your waist.. until they meet your hands.. and we just hold on tight.. as i slide myself closer.. and let your clit slide out.. but not before i give it a very wet and sloppy kiss.. and i slide myself up.. and start to lick you.. sucking your lips in.. then alternating.. by sliding my tongue across you.. trying to slide it.