It is the softness of your breath as it moves across my skin in the night. It is the gleam of mischief I see captured in the deep blue pools of your eyes as your tongue traces its way over my bare chest.
It is always the way you sniff at my most sensitive parts that turn me on so - at my neck, my underarms, and along my chest and lower. You seem to revel in the way my nipples harden at your slightest touch and I hum deeply in my throat in response.
Your fingers glide along my sides as I flinch slightly with a ticklish reaction. Meanwhile, your lips are gently teasing my nipples until they grow hard into your mouth. As you suck and nip them with tenderness, I can feel the blood rushing to fill my cock to its fullness.
You moist centre slides along my thigh as you minister to my nipples in turn – a sure sign that you are as aroused as I. Can this be even remotely possible? I feel as though my body is floating free of our marriage bed as I sense the rose petals of your flowing pussy slide the length of my maleness. Your cum coats me so that you move more smoothly and slickly.
As you open your legs to better mix my precum with your own, the heat emanating from your most inner core sears me and I feel as if I want to roll you over and take you right now. However, you take my hands and hold them captive above my head on the pillow as you rise higher and higher on my body. My eyes are riveted on the swell of your tummy and then at the juncture of your thighs as your superheated pussy comes into my line of sight.
Just as I can almost reach your petals with my hungering lips, you lean forward – your breasts tipped by engorged nipples – brush against my lips and I gather them one by one between my warm lips. Oh God! The heat and texture of those nubs as I suck them in brings forth from you a moan of unbridled passion.