As I set the wine down, I reach for your face brushing your hair aside, I lean in to whisper in your ear, our cheeks brush and I say, “Hi my name is... Steve and the only thing in the world that matters to me right now, is to softly, deeply, kiss your lips.” I sit down, I put my hand on the table face up, and you immediately put your hand in it. I sink into the green sea of your eyes, they are so deep and beautiful I can feel them wrap around me. When I look at your lips the word desire is just. Forty-five minutes later, we sort of cancelled out the bath we had just taken, as I heaved, sweating, on top of her and she heaved, sweating, under me."That's twice I've felt your baby pressing against my stomach," she panted, her pussy muscles doing amazing and wonderful things to my prick."Gertie's not all that sure it's mine," I huffed."We've been making love a lot," she gasped."For which I am excruciatingly happy," I groaned."I'm not on any birth control, Bob," she grunted, straining up. You have a quick chat with Jane and tell her you will see her Wednesday. Your vibrator session has left you wanting more fun. You log onto the Internet and start reading swingers websites. You join the more interesting free ones. On one particular site you notice a link for webcams. You wonder what is all about. Once you click the link you quickly find out. There are hundreds of single women, single men and couples showing themselves live on their webcam. Some are just people chatting but some. I hugged him tightly and started sucking his lips. He eagerly parted his lips and allowed my tongue to explore his mouth. My hands were squeezing his bums which teased me in the morning. After few minutes of our french kissing I took him to my bed and started removing his shirt revealing his hairy chest. I threw his shirt away and my desire came true as his nipples were near my mouth and started kissing and sucking them one by one. He was moaning sweetly and tearing my hair pulling my head.