After that he sat back down beside her. As he watched a sly grin flashed across Deana’s face. I wish you could’ve seen the look on your face when that snowball hit your huge rump. “Oh darling, I love to play with your gorgeous tits!”
“Mmmm, John, I love the way you touch me. Deana finished the dishes then headed toward the bedroom to pack. “John dear, why don’t we take a break? “May I have this dance?”
She nodded yes and set her glass down. Here they could relax, commune with Mother Nature, and get in touch with their inner spirit. The love she had for him radiated between them and sent a jolt of desire straight to the center of her womanhood. There his wife stood in her sexy red teddy. She was busy washing them when John came up behind her and put his arms around her waist. Deana could feel his orgasm building as she milked his cock.
