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When their talk was over, they raided the kitchen and he grimaced over some of the contents in her refrigerator. "Yogurt? What is this shit good for? Rubbing on your feet when they get dry? Yuck!" he barked as she laughed in the background.

"If you open the other door, you might find a nice surprise.." She suggested.

Curious, he pulled the other of the 2 doors open to find a nice stack of Victoria Bitter's waiting for him. He squealed with delight as he pulled one out and opened it. Gulping it down as fast as he could, she noticed a small trickle flowing down his chin. Cracking up, she pointed at him and sputtered, "Cant quite get it down fast enough, right?"

Realizing, belatedly, that she was indeed laughing at the trail of liqued flowing down his chin into his beard he roared and set the bottle down. In one stride he had her up in her arms, swinging her around wildly. He pressed his mouth into her neck and said, "Now I'm going to get it all over you, love. I'm going to sit you down, pour the Bitter all over you and lick it off, inch by inch. I'm going to torture you for laughing at me, love. I'll have you screaming my name!"
She laughed softly and replied, "I scream your name anyway, in case you havent noticed.."
He laughed and sat her up on the countertop. He reached for the can of VB, grasped her hair gently with one hand and pulled her head back slightly, exposing her neck. He poured the cold liquid on her, to which she gasped loudly.

He released her hair and she leaned back on the cabinet. With a throbbing erection, he watched as it trickled down to her luscious breasts and dripped off the hardened nipples. She was gasping and looking at him with glassy eyes. He placed the tip of his tongue on the taut nipple of her left breast, and slowly licked the dripping nectar. He passed his face back and forth between the two breasts until they were covered with his saliva but no VB was left at all. She was gripping his hair and writhing with wild yearning at this point, and his need to take her was urgent as well.

He was relishing the sight of her expressive face, drinking in the pleasant smell of her, and the feel of skin as smooth as silk. Moving his mouth back up to hers, he pulled her ass to him. With his arms around her again, he pulled her off the countertop and thrust himself deep into her. Gripping her to him he walked into the living room, joined with her, and pushed her back against the adjacent wall. With her legs wrapped around him and clinging with fervent strength, he plunged into her repeatedly until they were both screaming each others names, and climaxing forcefully. He felt hot pleasure warming his body as he came into her, and had to press further into her for a moment to keep from collapsing out of sheer fulfillment.

Afterward, their mouths lingered togather, kissing amorously. He withdrew from her with a small sigh and placed her back onto the floor. She smiled up at him with pure joy, and she said, "Well, it looks as though I need to keep that stuff well stocked up, no matter where we go!"

Laughing, they returned to the kitchen where their search for food had taken a brief detour. She pulled out the veggies she had and he cleaned and cut them up while she whipped up some spaghetti. He was also delighted to discover she had baked a delicious looking marble cake, and after they stuffed themselves, he sat back rubbing his belly.

"Ohhhhhh, love. I'm so full now I'm not sure I can stand up without tipping over. Are you trying to fatten me up?" He queried.
She grinned at him and said, "Oh, I'm sure we'll burn all these calories off in no time at all!"
Laughing, they both sat in a few moments of companionable silence. Soon, though, he broke the silence by jumping up and grabbing her hand.

"Let's get cleaned up, love, and go for a ride. It's a lovely evening out there. What do you say?" His face was shining like a boy's and she marveled that he had so much energy. After almost 18 of nonstop sex with only a little sleep, the man was ready to get on a bike? She grinned and let him lead her into the bathroom where he started the shower.
"A ride sounds nice, Russ. It really does." She purred at the thought of being seated behind him on the bike where she could carress that wonderful chest.

She hopped in the shower, and pulled him in with her. They took a lovely shower togather, soaping each others bodies and kissing languidly. They dried each other off, helped each other dress, and headed out the door with her surprised that no paparazzi were there to greet them. She remarked her wonder to him, and he grinned at her devilishly.

"I had Robin let it out that I was in Europe for a while, so hopefully they wont bother us for a bit."
She grinned at his thoughtfulness, and they hopped on the bike eager to see the sights awaiting them.
After an extended ride, they returned to her apartment and ate leftovers all the while delighting in the quiet togatherness and privacy. After another extended lovemaking session in her bed, they snuggled into each others arms. The next day she would give her two week notice, and the thought of returning home to him every night for those two weeks filled her with happiness.

Before falling asleep that night, she was awed by the sheer contentment she felt laying here beside him and feeling his breath on her cheek. To be able to touch that beautiful body and curl up into his warmth filled her with ecstatic euphoria. The thought of traveling with him was overwhelming. All of her life she had wanted to explore the world but had thought it would never be possible. Now here was this wonderful man who was devoted to her offering that very thing to her. She mused over the inexplainable way things seemed to work out, but her tired body was rebelling against her thoughts, and soon her eyes closed of their own accord. Her dreams were all about the man who had came riding along on his Harley Davidson and stolen her heart.