His hand slid down my stomach and stopped right at my hips. He kissed my neck and bit my collar bone roughly. It felt like forever before he finally k...issed his way down my body. Once he got to my hips, he stopped and kissed my hip bone. I was going to scream I wanted him to touch my pussy so bad! He licked my inner thigh and ran his hand across my belly. I wanted to run my fingers through his hair but I was too afraid to move. I bit my lip to try to stop myself from screaming at him: fucking. While her education level was such that she could comprehend some of her husband’s business, she was ill equipped to handle it herself. She would have to let her husband’s brother, and business partner, take over. Leeann’s husband and brother had come up with a very shrewd business arrangement. One brother would take care of operations in London and the other in Savanna, Georgia. Now the surviving brother, Henry, would have to coordinate things on both sides of the Atlantic. Henry, knowing that. It was true, what they say about the glow that envelops a woman with c***d… my wife’s body radiated with beauty as her slim body swelled. Her breasts became fuller, her nipples longer, her vulva and pelvic area seemed to be constantly puffy and her hips seems to slightly spread as if in anticipation for the pending birth. She was beautiful. Unfortunately, since getting her pregnant was such a challenge, she told me that her doctor told her to eliminate sex until the birth. That made the beauty. I was always left out when it came to them and their inside jokes. They could have their traveling pants or whatever, I just wanted to nut in each of them once or twice. That wasn't to say I was a nerd or anything. I was your typical horny teenager with a few friends and had a few short-term girlfriends. I'd been laid a few times at parties with girls that were likely too drunk to care who was pounding their tight twat, but then again, who was I to say no? I wasn't Jesus, and I sure as hell.