Finally I looked at my wife and she could tell what was on my mind and just nodded. We both started peeling our clothes off like to teenagers. Once th...is was done we started out kissing each other and then proceeded to get down to business. My wife loves to have her pussy licked and eaten which I just happen to like to do. As turned on as she was her pussy was very wet and open for my attention. I did not fail in my objective of licking her to her first orgasm of the night. This did not take. ’ ‘That’s the Tennessee River and it makes a big turn and heads north where the Interstate passes. That’s called Moccasin Bend or River Bend.’ ‘Why would someone name it after a shoe?’ ‘It’s actually named after the water moccasin snake. If you look at the river from the top of Lookout Mountain, it twists and turns like a snake as it makes its way around Chattanooga. I live on another ridge top called Signal Mountain. It’s to the north of Lookout and it also has a nice view of the valley.’. Sarek and Nella were just finishing breakfast. Nella cast us both a curious look when we arrived together. They both remained with us whilst we ate, chatting innocently and obviously unaware of how we'd spent the night. Teel caught my eye from time to time, smiling shyly."I thought I'd show you parts of the citadel that most others don't get to see," Sarek said.I put myself at his disposal and followed. Nella drew Teel off to one side, conferring urgently with her.The first port of call was. I was only marginally aware that her hands were doing the same to me.Our kissing was neither overly passionate nor playful, but instead was a loving physical connection of our souls and bodies. We were both experiencing the entire range of feelings we had for each other. The joy of being together, the wonderment of being future parents and the depth of the love we had for each other.My fingers found their way into her warm moist center. Every movement was my expression of love for her..