Her hand was down my trousers, pulling me out, freeing me then stroking me. My turn, my hand went inside her panties and began to stroke between her l...egs. “Stop.” To say the least I was surprised. “Stand up.” At her command I did, and then having removed my trousers, and with her kneeling in front of me I was naked. She curled her fingers around my length and took me into the delights of her mouth. “Aah Yeah,” I moaned as she stroked and started to lick up and down my hard cock. I grabbed. “Honey,” it began. “I love you with all my heart and soul,” it went on to read. He read it. He hated it. He took it and ripped it apart. He didn’t like the beginning at all. He started over. “Dear… When was the last time I said you were a beautiful woman?” He went on and described everything, including her personality, and every last feature about her he thought described her and after he got so far, he stopped and read it all. He liked it, to a point, but he didn’t like it enough. Something. ” She pushed her body up and crawled backwards. To say I was sweaty was an understatement. My whole body was covered with a thick sheen of perspiration, and the parts under the plastic wrap felt as if they’d spent an hour in a steam cooker. “She looks adorable!” Jackie was grinning widely. “Her hair is stuck to her head as if she has run a marathon. Must have really taken something out of her. And look at that pussy!” I hadn’t done so yet, but after her words, I lifted my head and risked a. Exactly how I like them.We had been dating for a few months and moved in with each other. We were having sex weekly. She was all natural, a jet black bush. I loved that too.One night we were settling down for bed and I began putting on the moves. Playing with her hair, making out, gentle kisses, hand brushes over her. She responded well.She began to return the sentiments. Kissing me, touching me, playing with me through my boxer briefs. I slide her pajama pants down and begin fondling her.