Catching my breath, I moan, releasing the voice she gave my pleasure as my lips trembled against her ear. She can do no wrong to my body and yet she exceeds my expectations every time. I am here and I am hers. “That’s my good girl, just don’t forget to count them nuts,” she utters. I reengage my focus on her and tell her “you can’t have all the fun.” I cuddle her throat down to the bed, take my well prepared seat on top, placing her right leg over my left shoulder. I lean in for a kiss as I rub my pearl along hers. They kiss and make up, apologizing for the distance and repairing every broken promise.