My wife sat across me on the lounge and kissed me slowly deeply and passionately. There was a sense of eagerness and desire as I kissed back and taster her lips. Our tongues darted across our lips, teasing each other as we held close. I ran my hands across her back and pulled her over my as we embraced deeply and passionately. Feeling her heaving breast against my chest the yearning to be inside of her I pulled her back as she whispered 'lets go to the bedroom'.
We lit candles and turned off the lights, I watcher her undress and watched the flickering light of the candle flame dance with shapes across her body. I followed my eyes up her legs, her round and inviting bottom, the curve up her back, the way her breasts curved against her body with her nipples hard. I wanted to have it, to feel it and to be surrounded in it.
We lay down and embraced, I ran my hands across her thighs as I kissed her deeply on top, feeling my hard cock aching to be inside her warm, wet, velvet pussy.
The days prior my wife had bought a small bottle of coconut oil. She asked for I and I happily opened it and dropped it onto her stomach. She moaned and arched her back into my as I rubber it on her soft stomach, it made her stomach slick and glisten in the candlelight. Then I dropped in on her breasts and rubbed it in, feeling her breasts roll between my hands, smooth, soft and supple.
I traced my way down between her legs and breathed her in, the smell of the oil and her musky womanhood drove me wild as I rubber oil between her legs, down her thighs and stood back to see her body glistening.