I choose to assert my masculinity and hope you will not retreat…Grasping a handful of your own soft-as-feathers hair, I ever so gently but forcefull...y turn your face into mine and greet you with an open mouthed and deep, full-tongued kiss… Savoring each others’ invited tastes, we are a singular, writhing sexual being, alive with the sensuality of the moment.The passion we both seek and crave, the passion which we both have known before with others, but only now experience with each other…Our. "We stepped inside and I closed the door, resetting the alarm. We were in a small entry hall. In front of us was another set of leaded glass doors which opened into the main hall. The entry hall floor was ceramic tile with a small oriental rug in the center. On our right was a small ornate table with a burled wood framed mirror hanging above. It was obvious even from the entry hall that the house had been restored to its original splendor."There is one little problem before we go on inside," I. I tell her I can't live without her and that she is my soul mate. She is the only woman meant for me, my better half. I work my way down her calves and onto the bottom of her feet. I use my thumb and gently roll it around in the in step of her foot. I then kiss and briefly suck each toe and finally move to the other leg and start again. Still talking gently, quietly to her the whole time.After the massage I roll her onto her back but keep kissing her as I slide my hand up her stomach to her. “God! OOOoooohhh God ... Oooohh Goddd!”Breathing harder and harder, the volume of her “OOOhhhh Goodddd!”’s getting louder and louder, faster and faster, until she suddenly stops making any noise ... Her body shaking – boobs like jelly on her chest, wobbling and shaking – then she shuts her thighs together and rolls over, closing the dog out, unable to take anymore of that luscious tongue action. Curling up on her side, and still shaking ... A large, satisfied smile spreading over her face as.