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    The Adventures Of Bette Porter And Sissee Gardner Schmidt After Howie (Part 4, Chapter 6)

    “Feel how wet I am,” she said.

    I inserted my third finger inside of her and indeed, there was not much difference between the so-called slobber on her neck and her vaginal passage.

    I pressed my lower half against her and initiated a rhythm of humping. She dropped her left hand and reached her fingers between my legs, just able to touch my clitoral hood and rub it circularly. It was a surprise move on her part as we lay tangled up in a knot but able to stimulate each other as our humping continued. I felt her orgasm first, contracting against my finger and heard her simultaneous gasps of pleasure, followed by an “I love you”.

    She wiggled to free herself from under me and had me lay on my back. Then she proceeded to kiss me passionately while her hand went between my legs. It felt oh, so good. She had me squirming with want and desire, as I held her possessively in my arms, my fingers dug into her back, into her hair, until she brought me to that place, that peak of intense ecstasy.

    She waited until I relaxed and then laid back on her pillow. We both lay there breathing hard for a few minutes. Then I looked over at her and said, “Hey.”

    She turned her head to look back at me, smiling warmly and said, “Hey.”

    I leaned toward her mouth and kissed her softly. Then I whispered, “I love you,” in her ear.

    “I know,” she said.

    “Do you mind?”

    “No.”

    “I’m pooped, how about you?” I asked.

    “I’ll race you to sleep.”

    “Okay, ready, set, go!”

    We started to laugh, a gentle kind of genuine laugh that played like music to our ears. Bette rolled over to her side with her back to me. She put up a hand and said, “Come here….”

    I turned and positioned my self behind her. She drew up her knees and I tucked mine close behind them. As usual, it was a nice fit. I draped an arm around her and rested my hand on her breasts, my face next to hers.

    “Sleep fast,” I told her.

    “You too.”

    I soon heard her deep breathing and I knew she had won the race. I smiled myself to sleep and thought about what a good place we were in our lives. A very good place.

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    Comments

    1. wow, awesome chapter, so much love they have for each other, it’s like u can feel it…oh and don’t talk about their sex-life, too hot and erotic..nxt!!!

    2. Too beautiful.I just finished this article by Kathlyn and Gay Hendricks called Relationship Politics: Body Language of the McCain Marriage. It is very interesting what you can tell about a relationship from how a couple hug and kiss in public. The authors contend that the McCains have a devitalized relationship certainly compared to the Obamas. I would recommend it especially for those that like to dissect relationships. I believe there is truth to it and you can see how vital B & S’s relationship is. Very much like the Obamas.

    3. azmama, I am so happy to see your post. I am rushed this morning but I do want to thank you for that profound likeness to the Obamas. Thank you for the input. Your opinion and comments are important to me.

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