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his other hand carressed her breasts as his mouth blazed along the side of her neck. Moving his hand down to the hot spot between her legs, he cradled her close to him. Lifting her thigh, he placed it upon his leg and she felt his dick seeking entry to her. As he slid slowly in, his hand moved up to stroke her clit. Holding her tightly to him, he began to rock into her. The moisture was flowing freely between them as her body reacted to his slow, steady pressure.

His hand moved from her nipples, which he teased and pinched into tight points, to her clit where he carressed with fingers slickened by the juices flowing from her. As her body tightened, he continued his breath-taking rhythm into her. He was having difficulty holding himself in check, but feeling her contractions begin he gave up control. They climaxed togather, with him pressed up against her and panting.

He pulled himself out, still half hardened, and sighed. Lying togather spooned, they waited for their bodies to return to normal. As her breathing slowed, Tasha uttered a satisfied sigh. She heard Russ laugh softly, and she turned her face to see his propped up on her shoulder. He blew gently on her face to tease her.

"Content, are we?" he asked.

Tasha grinned at him, and said "Oh...for now! But I am perfectly certain that I will never be able to get enough of you!"

He laughed and picked her arm up, pretending as though he would bite it. She reached back with her arms to find his tickle spots and soon they ended up having a pillow fight. Rolling all over the cotton sheets and tossing the covers off, they began to playfully attack each other. The first rays of sunlight were beginning to filter in through the curtains, but neither of them seemed to notice. They had a few days to spend alone and both were bent on spending as much time naked as possible. What began as lighthearted play now turned to more passionate pursuits, as Tasha noticed how Russ's eyes followed her heaving breasts. He had stood to gaze upon her as she was sprawled across the bed laughing. He was chuckling but she could see that he had grown hard again.

She was aware of her own desire again, and lifted herself up to her knees, scooting over to his position at the edge of the bed. She put one hand on his chest, and the other began to carress the silky length of his dick. He gasped and sought her mouth with his. She engaged in a passionte kiss, but then pushed him away slightly. With a wicked grin, she flicked his nipples with her tongue, all the while stroking him. Her mouth moved lower and lower until she neared his throbbing member. Cupping her balls with one hand, she kneaded them lightly and took the tip of his dick into her mouth. His hand gripped her shoulder, urging her on.

As large as he was, it was difficult for her to take all of him into her mouth but she took as much of him as she could. Wiggling her tongue as she slid her mouth up and down his velvety shaft, she murmured and let the vibrations touch his sensitive tip. He was groaning uncontrollably and soon his lower body began to shake. She sucked harder, intending to take all he had to offer. Soon, both of his hands gripped her shoulders, and he began to thrust himself into her mouth. She increased her efforts and felt triumph when she felt his balls draw upward. His cum shot out into her mouth in a frenzy. He moaned as she swallowed all of it, and licked him from end to end. With glazed eyes, he watched her licking him, then raised her up and drew her to him.

With one arm around her waist tightly, he brushed the stray hairs out of her face. His gaze burning into hers, he kissed her with deep and abiding passion.

He picked her up and carried her to the bathroom, where he insisted on bathing her. Bathing togather was always an interesting affair, so it was no surprise to her when he insisted the only way to clean her pussy properly was with his flickering tongue. That lead up to more intercourse, and more orgasms. Afterward, she sighed to herself and wondered how she would ever get use to so many orgasms. It was a laugh that she shared with him. He giggled and told her that he would make her life one long orgasm. She playfully swatted his bottom and told him that he had better follow through on that promise.

They spent that day rotating in between bed, the kitchen and sitting outside watching Russ's horses roam the pasture. It was an extremely pleasurable and slow day. Late in the evening his mother called to say they would be having a big cookout at the main house, and to make sure they made it there.
So they ate a small, quiet dinner, talked and generally enjoyed one another's company that evening. Knowing they were both restless souls and this was one of their rare "down" days - she revelled in the quiet love they were sharing. She knew that these quiet moments wouldnt last for long, but even she didnt realize how large her life would become in the following weeks and months.