Full Package with Janice,
It is always a thrill to be with my girl, how could I survive without her?
She has changed my life forever and now I live for her, dream of her and we both cherish the quality time we share with each other.
I love for her to do the things we cherish, those very personal and intimate things that so deeply cement our beautiful relationship in so many ways.
I thank the stars that women, because of their disposition' are somehow generally much more capable of blending a real loving relationship with an equal recipe of the emotional and physical attributes, that keep the spark fresh and flowing and the flame burning so very bright.
The rich sexual attributes that somehow surpass all else when we start to make love, when we can simply relax and enjoy each other in so many ways, the ways we have discovered of ourselves that we both enjoy given time and practice, those secret longings and turn-ons that become an important part of our togetherness.
Like the way Janice simply loves to role play. What is it that creates such a wild adaptability to role play? Whatever it is it is delicious and stimulating - when my baby dresses up for me in so many ways, like when she surprised me with a new Ann Summers outfit - now knowing exactly what my preferences are, and when she appears from the bathroom in that scant short black clinging 'office' girl skirt and silk blouse top my heart goes bomm, boom!
I know immediately the mood she is in and what she wants of me - and I have my moods too, and I too show her by the way I perform - or the boxer shorts I wear with a g-string beneath in which she simply adores to fondle me, and that's just a start.
I know she loves me to wiggle my bum for her, which I know will mean she will put on her rapturous strap-on attachment and give it to me to the full, like it is the masculine part of her coming through, and for me of course the feminine.
But it is all part of what Janice is all about and I love and adore her for it so very much.
As it is when she does her office girl stint, those horn rimmed spectacles doing everything.
She knows and wants for me to be laying on the bed facing up, she teases me to the hilt making me wait for the scent and taste of her as she so tantalisingly and slowly manoeuvres herself astride me, gradually crouching down and hovering her warm wetness inches over my face - then lowering, more close as eventually she arranges her skirt like a tent over my face until I begin to feel her presence with my lips, gently licking and devouring her gorgeous wetness there, sniffing the exclusive scent of woman, of my woman -to love and touch and enjoy in every way. I am like an animal as she moves her lovely round curves over my face, in a way which repeats and becomes more rapid as I enjoy her pussy lips with my tongue - and it is like I am eating my baby.