Shopping, for one.”“A morning of rest, then. I’ll have to get to Harvard, too. But, if we can take the morning for us, I’d like to save up for...it.”“Sure.” Darling girl! He took one more kiss and a cuddle before he went back to the interminable typing-up of his field notes.When he couldn’t face another page, he got ready for bed. “Need the light?” he asked her. The overhead light glared in your eyes when you were lying down, but it was necessary for some housework.“No,” she said. He turned on. The heat of his hips, his thighs, met mine, his weight pushed my buttocks down into the soft sea pinks as his penis entered me with no guidance needed. Holding himself on his arms, Paul began thrusting, gentle strokes at first, his balls slapping into my ass cheeks, before he withdrew almost to the tip of his cock, before going in again. As the aroma of the sea’s ozone, the crushed vetch and sea pinks wafted over me, I clenched at his cock with my vaginal muscles, something Ade had taught me,. When our groins finally meshed together, she immediately rose up until I was barely in her before slowly working her way back down on me. I didn't last long with all the stimulation her tight little quim was giving me, but luckily, neither did she. We came within seconds of each other, my spewing cock seem to trip her over the edge. I pulled her trembling body down onto mine; she felt just right lying on top of me.I was amazed and she seemed impressed that my erection never subsided. Our second. But most of all, for showing that you care. You act cool - okay, before you object, you ARE cool - and you give in to all my silly whims, be my best buddy, never actually hurt me... and still, you know when you have to be the father. You are the best."I am not normally a sentimental guy, but the only way tears wouldn't have come after that admission was if I was already six feet under my tombstone. My eyes grew moist, and I drew her acquiescent self towards me for a hug. It was the best.
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