Him & Her

He laid there in his bed, remembering her...
Her soft skin, the feeling of her hair in his fingers, the hot moist wetness pressed over his manhood.
He couldn't get her deep blue eyes out of his mind.
He wanted more of her...he couldn't wait to get her.

She laid there in her bed, remembering him...
The callused skin of his palms, his course rough stubble rubbing against her neck, his pulsing manhood pressed deep inside her.
She wanted to feel him laying next to her right now.
But she would wait...until tomorrow.

Soon they were in bed together once again.
He ripping her clothes off in a frenzied passion.
She rubbing his skin and, teasingly, his manhood.
He felt it pulsing in her hand and God he couldn't wait to get her naked.

They kissed together for a time, their tongues battling and suckling.
Until finally he knelt and tasted her honey nectar sweetness.
She moaned beneath him and he couldn't help but smile.
It was time.

He thrust his shaft deep into her tight passage.
She cried out but he pushed himself into her to his base.
His balls smacked against her entrance.
Now it was time.

They made hurried fast love, he thrusting as hard as he could.
She digging her nails in his skin and crying out, her legs tucked around his waist.
Soon they both cried out together and shook each other with their seeds.
He kissed her lovingly, his darling wife, who he loved so much.

Later they would have a baby boy and then a little girl.
A better life they could not ask for.
Their desires carried them far.
To a happily-ever-after.