She could feel the fleshy hugeness of his hard member lying the full length of the open quivering slit. The jerking, chunky head of his cock lay palpi...tating between her wide-spread buttocks, insinuating itself in a rising and falling, sawing motion, a maddening tease that caused her to grind her hips down toward it, her agonized cunt searching hungrily for its rigid blood-filled tip.She had to have it inside her! Her belly screamed for it! You understand, Mark! I know you do! My God, I've got. ’ He doesn’t say anything and I continue, ‘Five days of your erection poking me in the back at night. Five days of watching you get dressed and undressed. I swear you were trying to torture me.’ ‘I think it’s the other way around,’ he growls. ‘Do you know how many times I just wanted to say fuck your period and slide into your pussy?’ ‘You should have.’ ‘Rai,’ his voice is gruff and strained, ‘We would have messed up the sheets.’ ‘I would have come,’ I bite, pinching my nipple between my thumb. Not lately though! “He really loves breasts and has a hard time keeping his hands off of them even now, but it never goes any further than that which leaves me frustrated. I do myself way more often than we make love. I don't know about George but he is probably doing the same thing when he showers.” “Um-mm, showers. When we were first married,” Lilly began, “we ALWAYS took showers together. He would soap up my back, then my breasts and I would soap up his erection. Sometimes we couldn't. You feel me slide my hand down to angle myself, and you inhale, ready to feel me filling you, but I continue to tease you. I prod against you lightly, feeling your pussy spread welcomingly for me, but not allowing more than the tip to enter you. I stroke my cock, spreading your fluids down the entire length of my shaft, and turning you on further with the sensation of vibrations emanating from me. I take your body in my hand, my fingers curling around the crests of your hips, and pull you back.