Saving Her

Anna smiled as Paul woke up, and leaned over, kissing her softly as he sat up. Her hand found his again, their finger's intertwining as their plane slowly landed in Paris. Her heart quickened slightly as she slid her backpack on over her shoulders and picked up her purse, kissing Paul as they walked from the plane into the Paris airport. They walked, hand in hand to the luggage claim and waited for their bags, which Paul would only allow her to carry one of the small bags they had packed. She stood close to him, rubbing his chest with her hand and kissing him softly as they waited to collect their final pieces of luggage.

Exactly like Paul had said, there was a limo waiting for them outside. She smiled when she saw the beautiful Paris skyline, the lights shining bright. She looked around her in awe as Paul and the driver loaded the trunk with their baggage.

Finally, they crawled into the limosine and sat close, hand in hand once more as Anna looked through the window at the beauty all around her. "It's absolutely astounding" she whispered, smiling and moaninig softly as Paul kissed her neck. "Thank you for agreeing on France for our honeymoon" she whispered, her eyes still looking out the window as the limo drove through the city before making its way to Limoges. She spoke to the driver in French, telling him where exactly they needed to go. For the first few days of their trip, Anna and Paul had booked a room in a bed and breakfast, so they could relax completely before staying in a small home they had rented.

"I love you" she whispered to her husband, smiling when she thought about the fact that he was officially her husband now. "And there's no one I would rather be with in France than you" she added, looking deep into his beautiful eyes.
 
Paul couldn’t speak French. One might think that this would be a problem and an issue that would keep him from coming to France. But that wasn’t the case at all. He had been more than happy to come here with Anna. It had been a while since he’d been overseas so the idea still appealed to him. But he let Anna handle all of the communication barriers. Anna moved in close to him, staring into his eyes and telling him that she loved him. He smiled and gently brushed a few strands of hair out of her eyes. “I love you too.” The vehicle continued its journey through the streets and along the winding roads that led to their bed and breakfast. His hand caressed up and down Anna’s arm as they sat in the dim light of the limousine. It took about fifteen to twenty minutes before they could finally see the building up ahead. He smiled and squeezed her shoulder gently as the vehicle stopped. Paul opened up the door and stepped outside.

The cool, night air hit his body and he turned around to offer a hand to Anna. He helped her to her feet and quickly pulled her in for a quick kiss on the lips. He moved to the back of the limo where the trunk had been popped open. He grabbed some of their luggage and the driver helped him with the rest. “Anna, could you talk to the owners of this B&B and find out where we need to go. We’ll handle this stuff, baby doll.” He smiled at her as she made her way towards the front door of the home. He nodded to the driver and after a few moments of unloading the trunk they began moving the luggage to the front porch. Anna returned to him shortly and he was relieved to find out that they would be staying on the first floor. Paul didn’t feel like hauling all of their things up a flight of stairs. “Thank you darling.” He smiled at her and began carrying their luggage into the beautiful, cream colored house. Paul greeted the owners and looked around at all of the decorating inside, finally packing their things into the fairly spacious bedroom.
 
Anna smiled at Paul as he brushed her hair from her eyes. She cuddled against him and closed her eyes as they drove through France, feeling absolutely content to be resting against her husband as he rubbed his hand up and down her arm. Before she had the chance to fall asleep, she felt Paul gently squeeze her shoulder before the door of the limo opened and he got out, offering her his hand. She smiled and followed him on, and slid her sweater on as she looked at the beautiful house.

Her breath caught in her throat as Paul pulled her against him for a quick kiss and she smiled when her lips touched his. She nodded at his question. "Of course darling" she responded and pulled her purse from the trunk and walked into the house. She spoke to the woman at the desk in nearly fluent french and picked up her keys to their room before returning outside to her awaiting love.

She thanked the driver and picked up her carry-on and Paul's, following him into the home and into their room. She stayed inside as he finished bringing in his luggage and smiled when he brought in the last bag, and closed the door behind him.

"I guess it's a good think we didn't decide to backpack" she said to him as she moved towards him, smiling and looking into his eyes.
 
It took a few minutes, but Paul finally finished bringing their bags into the room. He was a little winded from everything and he thought that perhaps he should start working out a little bit more. He put the last piece of luggage down in the corner near the dresser and walked over to the door, closing it. He immediately pressed his back against the door and sighed, leaning against it as he caught his breath. He chuckled at Anna’s comment and nodded, running his hand through his hair. “Yeah, I’m not quite sure if it would have been as romantic. But I’m positive my ripped physique would have had no problem handling everything.” He was being sarcastic and he smirked at Anna as she moved closer to him. Paul wasn’t out of shape by any means, but he certainly wasn’t going to be in any Bowflex commercials anytime soon.

As Anna moved in front of Paul, his arms suddenly came around her waist and pulled her against his chest. “I’m not sure what sounds better… the idea of going to bed with you every night, or the idea of you still being there every morning. It’s like one of those ‘What came first…the chicken of the egg?’ kind of things.” Paul grinned at her and then pressed his lips against hers in a deep, wet kiss. He closed his eyes, and after the long day he finally felt totally at peace. He groaned against her lips, his hands sliding up and down her bottom teasingly before moving to her waist. He pulled back from her mouth only slightly and whispered to her. “You know…now that we’re married, they say that we are going to get into a lot of fights.” Paul began kissing his way down Anna’s cheek and along her jawline. “I figure we should go ahead and get the first one out of the way right now.”

He kissed and nipped at the soft flesh of her neck, his tongue tracing circles around each little spot that he attacked with his mouth. He continued to speak quietly to her, only now his tone was stern. “This sweater looks absolutely horrible on you. You aren’t wearing this while we are together.” He was playing with her, not meaning a word of it. But the act was a means to an end. Paul’s hands gripped at the bottom of her sweater and he pulled it up and over her head, tossing it across the room. He looked at her, pretending to be upset. But a small grin briefly flashed across his lips.
 
Anna smiled as Paul's arms moved around her and pulled her against his chest. Her smile only grew at what he said. "I think it's going to bed knowing we'll be waking up together the next morning" she said playfully kissing his chin before he pressed his lips against hers, holding her tightly against his body and kissing her deeply. Her eyes opened as he slowly pulled his lips from hers, his hands moving over her hips and butt before fingering at the bottom of her sweater as he began to speak to her.

She moaned softly as Paul kissed along her neck, exactly the spot he know drove her crazy as he spoke to her. She raised an eyebrow, trying to make sense of why he was talking about fighting right now, what it had to do with anything. She smiled as soon as she caught on, and looked up at him. She did her best to look very serious as he picked a fight with her, struggled playfully against him as he pulled her sweater over her head and tossed it over to the other side of the room. "Well it's my favorite sweater and I think I look good in it" she answered back, walking to it and picking it up. "Maybe we shouldn't be together than" she said, unable not to smile as she put it back on.

With her hands on her hips, Anna walked back over to Paul, looking up at him as she pouted her lips.
 
Paul watched as Anna pretended to protest against him. She marched over and quickly picked up her sweater, pulling it back on. He fought hard to keep from smiling at their pathetic attempt to argue with one another, but he kept it going. “Your favorite sweater? How can you say that? It looks ugly as hell!” Paul looked at Anna, her hands on her hips and the pouty look on her face. He scowled and took a step forward, getting in her face. “And now you are talking about leaving me for this sweater? Just a few hours after we get married you want to get a divorce and run away with this god awful thing?!” Paul grabbed Anna and pulled her in close, playfully tossing her back and forth for a moment before once again pulling the sweater from her body, making sure not to tear it. “We’ll see about that…” Paul walked over to the closet and grabbed a hanger, quickly putting the sweater on it and hanging it in the closet. He turned back towards Anna and grinned at her as he slammed the closet door shut. “ How about that? Huh? Now what are you gonna do?”

Paul defiantly took another step towards Anna, small smirks on both of their faces. “You think I’m a bad husband? I make all kinds of sacrifices for you Anna! Look at this…” Paul reached down and grabbed the bottom of his shirt, now pulling it from his body and throwing it across the room. “See? See what I am willing to give up for the sake of our marriage?” He stopped for a moment, turning away from her as he tried not to laugh at the absurdity of this scenario. He turned back to her, no longer acting and a big smile on his face. “I’m sorry…this is too hard. I can’t do it anymore. I love you too much.” Paul wrapped his arms around Anna’s waist and pressed his mouth to hers, kissing her deeply. All he wanted to do was enjoy every second of their honeymoon together. His hands pulled her hips up against his and he slowly began backing her up against the edge of the bed.
 
Anna watched, her arms crossing over her chest as she tapped her foot while Paul pretended to yell at her about her sweater. "It's my favorite cashmere sweater and nothing comes between a girl and her fine fabrics" she said to him, trying to stay in her role as the angry spouse. She easily let him pull her closer towards him once again, exaggerating the movements from Paul's gently pushes. She bit her lower lip to keep from smiling as he pulled off the sweater again and followed behind him as he walked to the closet and hung it on a hanger before slamming the door. She stopped to think for a minute about what it was that she was going to do now. "Maybe my sweater and I should leave" she said as she turned towards the door.

She smiled when she felt Paul's arm on her shoulder, turning her around to face him. She had to do her best not to laugh as he pulled off his shirt as a sacrifice for their marriage. It was too hard not to smile at how ridiculously they were behaving. "I love you too Paul" she smiled, sliding her arms around his neck as he moved his to her waist. They kissed again, and Paul lifted her hips against his, moving her to her tiptoes. She smiled as they kissed, both of them slowly taking steps towards the bed, eventually feeling it against the back of her legs.

Her lips slowly pulled away from his and she smiled at him. "This is going to be our first time together as husband and wife" she whispered, kissing his neck and jaw. "And I can't imagine anyone else I would rather be experiencing this with" she whispered, kissing his neck again. "You're my everything".
 
Paul stopped moving when he sensed Anna’s legs had backed up against the bed. She pulled back from him and he suddenly felt her lips kissing a trail along his neck. He closed his eyes and sighed contently. “Mmm. The first of many times together.” He smiled and brought an arm around her waist, gently sitting her down on the soft bed. His head shifted to the side and he now worked his way up under her chin, his mouth attacking at her neck in return as he began backing her up the bed towards the headboard. Paul skillfully pushed off his shoes with his feet, letting them fall to the floor as Anna’s back finally pressed against the pillows and wooden headboard. “Your everything huh? Mmm..what about the sweater? You sure you don’t want to make this a three way?” He stopped for a moment and grinned after teasing her. But almost immediately his mouth sank back down onto her shoulder and collarbone. He gently pressed his teeth against her flesh, biting softly before planting small kisses along her exposed flesh.

Paul had parted Anna’s legs and was now between them as he worked at her neck and shoulder. His hands slid up and down her thighs until they finally made their way up towards the bottom of her shirt. His fingers grasped at the fabric and gently began tugging it up her slender frame, just as he’d done with her sweater. Only now he was taking his time, being much more sensitive and loving with the act. His mouth pulled back from her only for a moment as he slid the shirt over her head and off her arms. He didn’t even give her the chance to breath, for as soon as her face was exposed again Paul moved in again to kiss her passionately, inhaling as their lips met. His hands took hold of her waist and Paul ground his hips roughly into hers, letting her feel the bulge that had grown in his pants. He groaned slightly at the pressure of grinding against her, but it didn’t stop him. His hands slid behind her back to unclasp her bra, the fabric falling down between them as his bare chest was now pressed up against her breasts.
 
Anna moaned softly as Paul kissed around her neck and shoulders. She slowly sat down as he moved his arm around her hips and leaned her head back as he continued kissing and nibbling at her flesh. She slowly laid back as he pushed her up the bed until she was resting on the pillows, and he pulled her shirt off slowly.

"I think the sweater can stay in the closet" she whispered as he moved between her legs, his lips still working at her neck and shoulders. "Oh Paul" she moaned quietly, smiling as she slid her arms back around his neck, loving every second of what he was doing to her. She moaned softly as his lips found hers immediately after pulling off her shirt, the kiss deep, passionate, exactly what she needed from him tonight. She groaned in enjoyment as he started to grind his hips into her, letting her feel his hardening bulge in his pants. She arched her back and ground her hips against him in return, smiling as they kissed.

She slid her hands to the sides of his face and slowly pulled her lips back from his, looking deep into his eyes. She was silent, both of them breathing heavily, the sound of their breaths the only sound in the room. Anna didn't understand why, but she was nervous, almost like it was her first time with Paul. She loved every single sensation he brought to her body, and she could only dream that he felt as amazing when she touched him.
 
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He felt her back arch and her hips push back up against his. Paul’s breathing was now rough and deep as he felt his emotions and instincts taking over. He wanted Anna. He needed his wife and to feel the pleasure she was capable of giving him as he returned it to her. They had been together for a long while now, and Paul knew exactly how to touch and please his woman. But now things were different. They were no longer just two people or two lovers. They were life partners. But as Anna pulled back from their kiss and gently held his face, he looked into her eyes to see something he’d never seen before. It wasn’t quite fear, but she certainly looked a little apprehensive and nervous. He tilted his head slightly and inspected the features on her face. Anna’s hair slowly drifted down in front of her face, shielding her eyes. Paul reached up to brush the locks away and spoke softly to her. “Baby doll…are you okay? You seem a little…tense.”

His hands moved to her shoulders and then slowly began sliding down her arms, finally arriving at her own hands. He locked fingers with her and gazed into her eyes. Something about the look on her face reminded him of the first time he’d slept with a girl, and more specifically the first time he’d made love to Anna. He gently squeezed her hand. “Are you afraid it won’t be the same…or as great?” His breathing was slowly returning to normal as he checked on her. He moved in a bit closer, resting his forehead against hers.
 
Anna blushed at the fact that Paul had noticed her apprehension. She nodded and rubbed her thumbs along his jaw. "I'm better than okay, I promise love" she whispered as she looked into his eyes. She smiled softly, to show him she really was okay. She couldn't tell him exactly what was on her mind, it wasn't the time right now, and she knew exactly when she would tell him. It just made her nervous to not know how he would feel when she did tell him.

Her eyes locked with his again as he brought his hands slowly down her shoulders and arms. She pulled her hands from around his neck and smiled when he locked fingers with her. She bit her lower lip when he squeezed her hands lightly and asked his next question.

She relaxed back against the bed as his forehead rested against hers. "It's a whole new beginning" she whispered. "We're starting something that's going to influence the rest of our lives together" she continued, holding his hands tighter, "and I can't wait to experience every single minute of it" she whispered, relaxing a little bit.
 
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Just as quickly as that look appeared in her eyes, it faded away. She smiled at him and reassured Paul that she was fine and that this was everything she wanted. “Our lives…” He repeated those words out loud, savoring them and what they meant. They were going to be together forever. The concept of eternity might seem overwhelming to some, but knowing that Anna would be there with him through it all was comforting. In fact Paul wouldn’t have it any other way. His right hand began sliding back up her arm again and behind her neck. He stared into her eyes for a moment and then immediately moved in again. His hand gently the back of her neck as Paul kissed Anna. And then he kissed her again. And again. He held their mouths together a bit longer, groaning against her when he felt their tongues meet. His hips instinctively pressed into hers once more, his hard bulge grinding right up against her crotch. He pulled back, gasping for air and breathing heavy once more.

“I love you Anna…” He kissed her deeply once more. “..I love you so damn much.” Their mouths met again and Paul’s hands dipped down between them to unbutton her pants and unzip them. They couldn’t control it any longer. Both of them had been waiting for this all day. Paul reluctantly pulled back from Anna’s lips for a moment, his hands pulling her pants down her long, smooth legs. He kissed her left knee, moving his mouth up her thigh, tummy, his tongue circling her nipple before finally returning to her own mouth in a long passionate kiss. Paul’s thumbs hooked in her panties, firmly tugging them down her thighs. Suddenly Anna’s strong, musky scent from her arousal reached his nostrils, driving him wild. His eyes lit up and he shivered slightly in response.
 
Anna smiled as Paul repeated "our lives" both of them smiling when they heard it and thought about what it meant for them. She moaned softly as Paul kissed her, his hand resting on the back of her neck as their tongues danced together, his hips grinding against hers once again. She brought her arms back to around his neck, moaning softly again as he pulled away, their hearts racing again, breathing loud and fast.

Their eyes locked again and she smiled when Paul told her he loved her. She moaned softly as they kissed again and she arched her back a bit when Paul's hands moved down to her pants, slowly pulling them down her legs. She smiled and shivered a little when his thumbs slid between her hips and the waistband of her panties. Her head leaned into the pillow and her eyes closed as Paul kissed back up her body before kissing her again and sliding down her panties. She smiled as he pulled them off and tossed them onto the floor by the rest of their clothes, his eyes sparkling as he looked up at her. Her hand moved to his face, gently caressing against his cheek and jaw, her chest heaving as she breathed, her heart racing in her chest.
 
As soon as Paul’s lips left Anna’s, he smiled and moved back down the bed a bit. His arms wrapped around her thighs and his head dipped down in between her legs. He looked at her moist folds, wetting his own lips as he looked at Anna’s most private area. His hand slid across her tummy and down a bit lower until his fingers arrived at the desired location. His fingertips began to graze over her clit, back and forth, again and again. He looked up into Anna’s eyes, grinning at her before returning his attention to her wet pussy. His mouth moved in closer to her, his tongue reaching out to slowly lick up her pink slit. He teased her like this for a moment, licking her up and down while his fingers gently rubbed at her clitoris.

And then Paul pressed his face against her mound, wiggling his warm, wet tongue up inside her tight little hole. He groaned against her lips as he licked at her moist walls, massaging them and lapping up her juices. “Mmmmm.” His response caused a wonderful vibrating sensation against her pussy, and Paul began eating his wife’s cunt eagerly. His fingers were now rubbing her clit faster and faster. His arms kept a strong on her thighs, keeping her close as he worked on her. He loved hearing Anna’s moans, knowing what he was doing to his wife.
 
Anna moved her hands up her body to her breasts and rubbed her nipples between her ringers as Paul wrapped his arms around her thighs, his body moving down the bed until he was between her legs. She moaned softly as his fingers brushed against her clit, his eyes meeting hers again. She shivered when she felt his breath against her wet slit, and smiled, gripping at the sheets on the bed as hie tounge licked up and down the length of her slit.

She moaned louder as his face pressed against her, his tongue diving past her folds and into her pussy, rubbing against her nerve filled walls, lapping at her juices. Her hips bucked as he groaned against her flesh, sending vibrations rippling through her, to her core. Instinctively, her thighs wanted to close, but Paul's strong arms kept her thighs parted, his tongue moving deeper as he rubbed at her clit with his fingertips.

"Oh Paul" she moaned loudly, her back starting to arch off of the bed, her hips bucking more now.
 
Anna’s sexy body was reacting to Paul’s touches. Her back arched off the bed and her hips wiggled. He could feel her legs attempt to close, but his arm wouldn’t allow it. She moaned loudly, calling out his name as he continued his work on her. His tongue delved deep inside her hot, tight hole, licking up and down her sensitive walls and tasting her. His free hand reached up and his fingers spread out across Anna’s flat tummy, slowly pressing her back down to the soft bed. Paul pressed his mouth firmly against her cunt, wiggling his tongue back and forth inside her. He loved eating Anna’s pussy. Her moans and gasps always encouraged him to continue.

His fingers moved faster on her little nub, caressing up and down on the sensitive flesh. He could feel the warmth building inside her core, her pussy getting wetter as he licked at her womanhood. “Mmm. I just love eating my wife’s pussy….” He groaned against her slit again, sending more wonderful vibrations through her nerves. “You taste so good baby.” He slowly dragged his tongue out of her hole, then slowly wiggled back inside her. His eyes were closed as he focused on his task. Paul’s cock was so hard now, straining against pants as he continued to eagerly lick at her pussy. “Mmm. Does my lover want to cum?”
 
Anna moved one of her hands back down her body, reaching the back of Paul's head, rubbing and tugging at his hair, her body writhing against the bed as he continued his skillful work on her pussy with his tongue. Her moans grew louder as he used his free hand to press her flat stomach down, pushing her back against the bed.

Her hips bucked more, lifting off of the bed as Paul's hand worked faster at her clut, his tongue forcing itself deeper into her pussy. She moved her head side to side, the pleasure he brought to her more than he could understand. She loved the way he groaned against her pussy, sending more, stronger vibrations throughout her body. She smiled as she moaned when he mentioned how much he loved eating his wife's pussy.

"Oh God baby, I need to" she moaned, gripping at her sheets with one hand, the other still on the back of his head.
 
Paul slowly pulled back from her pussy for a moment. But he stopped only for a second. His mouth quickly covered her swollen little nub and began to suckle. He groaned against her again as he began pressing two fingers up inside her tight love hole. He could feel her muscles squeeze and tense around his invading fingers, and it sent a shiver down his spine as he imagined how incredible she would feel around his hard, aching shaft. Paul began easing his fingers back and forth, sliding them in and out of her wet pussy. “Mmm…then do it. Cum for me baby.”

His mouth continued to suck on her clit, his tongue now rubbing and flicking across her love button again and again. Paul’s fingers pressed against her pussy walls as he moved them in and out, fingering her at a steady pace. He pushed them deep inside her, curling them slightly before dragging them back out and along her sensitive pussy walls. Faster and faster he began pumping his hand. He hummed around her clitoris as he used his tongue and fingers on her.
 
Anna groaned as Paul pulled his mouth away from her pussy. Her back arched, needing more, needing him to keep touching her. Her moaning continued, her hips bucked when his lips moved over her clit, his tongue sliding against it. Her breathing was ragged, her heart racing when his fingers slid deep into her hot, wet pussy. She felt herself instantly, involuntarily contract around his digits, feeling every slight movement of his hand. "Oh Paul" she moaned, a thin layer of perspiration coating her body as her lover continued to work his magic upon her.

Her head moved back, pressing against the pillow as her back arched further, her hips grinding against her husband as he continued to suckle on her clit. Each time his tongue swept across her it, her body trembled. Her hips bucked even harder when she felt him curl his fingers just enough to drive her crazy. She cried out in pleasure when Paul began humming against her clit, the vibrations sending her over the edge into what she felt would be an eternal orgasm.

Her toes began to curl and her eyes closed as her body trembled in sheer bliss. She clenched her lower jaw, her body experiencing wave after delightful wave of such an amazing release brought about by her husband, the love of her life. She could still feel his fingers deep inside of her, rubbing at her walls as her juices coated them, her pussy spasming around his digits as his mouth continued it's glorious work.
 
Paul could feel Anna’s hip bucking up against him as he continued to finger her. His mouth was still firmly covering her tiny clit, sucking and flicking his tongue back and forth across her sensitive button. Her moans were growing louder and louder with each passing moment, and he knew that his work was paying off. He couldn’t help but smile as her passionate moans filled the air. “Cum Anna. Cum for me.” He pumped his fingers faster and faster, and it was the steady vibrations of his humming that sent her spiraling into her climax. He could feel her already tight pussy spasm and contract around his fingers. Paul knew that this was it.

Anna’s back arched off the bed once more, but he allowed her to do so this time. Her sex juices flowed around his fingers and began dripping from her spasming love hole. Paul moaned and immediately dipped his tongue down lower, circling around her pussy and licking up her juices as she came. His arms still had a firm hold on her as the orgasm ran through her body in waves. He could feel her shivering in delight, and it satisfied him knowing how much pleasure he was bringing to her. His tongue eagerly kept working to clean up the messy area around her thighs as Anna kept bucking against him. His fingers kept rubbing at her clit as he licked around her privates.

Paul briefly glanced up to see the look of pleasure on Anna’s face. Her eyes were closed and her head was pressed back into the pillows. His licks quickly turned into kisses all along her inner thighs and around her pussy, worshipping the area that belonged to his wife. His hand gently massaged up and down her smooth legs, comforting her as she came back down from her orgasmic high. He kissed her thigh once more and smiled up at her just as she opened her eyes. “Hey…”
 
As her orgasm slowly began to subside, Anna smiled, feeling Paul kiss all over her thighs and around her pussy. She kept her eyes closed as her breathing slowed, until her body finally lay flat against the bed without trembling and writhing. Slowly, she propped herself up on her arms and opened her eyes, seeing Paul's smiling face looking up at her from his spot between her legs. She looked back at him and smiled when he said hey.

"mmm, hey you" she said softly, sitting up and bringing her hands to his shoulders, tugging at him as he moved back up her body. She smiled and kissed his forehead and moved her hands around his neck. She kissed him, tasting herself on his lips. It was a soft, sensual kiss as her hands rubbed over his shoulder blades and upper back. She slowly pulled back and smiled again, looking into his eyes as her hands trailed down his chest, stopping at his belt. Slowly and accurately, Anna undid his belt and unbuttoned his pants, her eyes still locked with his.
 
Paul held Anna’s thighs, keeping her close and helping to relax her as her breathing slowly returned to normal. After a moment Anna finally looked down towards him and smiled, obviously satisfied with his performance. He grinned back at her as she propped herself up on her arms. She moaned softly and gave him a sexy “Hey you” back in response. Paul was quickly reminded of just how hot his wife really was, and he secretly thanked his lucky stars to have a woman like her in his life. Paul suddenly felt her hands gripping onto his shoulders, and she began tugging at him to bring him up face to face with her. He smiled and kissed his way back up her soft, curvy body until his lips met hers once more. He let her taste herself on his lips as her hands rubbed around his back and shoulder blades.

Their kiss was gentle, but passionate. And when he pulled back he had to take a deep breath. He just realized it had been a while since he’d been able to breathe regularly, as his mouth had been occupied in pleasuring his wife. Anna pulled away slightly and grinned at him, her hands still sliding across his body. A chill ran up his spine and he locked eyes with his wife, a seductive look behind those hypnotizing orbs. Her fingertips slid down his chest and stomach, finally reaching his belt. Without looking down at all, Anna undid his belt and unbuttoned his pants. His breath caught in his throat and he was suddenly reminded of his hard cock straining in the confines of his pants. “Anna…” he gasped slightly. As his pants were unzipped and slowly fell down his hips, his bulge was suddenly feeling some relief. But the anticipation was building. His hands remained on her hips.
 
Anna kissed and nibbled at Paul's neck as she ran her soft fingertips along his body, loving the way he reacted with soft moans and gasps of her name. "Lay back" she whispered, looking into his eyes. "I want to make you feel as amazing as you made me feel" she whispered, kissing him again, her lips pressing harder against his this time, sliding her tongue between his lips for a few seconds before slowly pulling away, resting her forehead on his. "I love you" she said in a bit more than a whisper. "I love you so so much" she added before slowly kissing and nipping her way down his body. She was taking her time, moving her lips slowly down his body not to torture him, but to make every sensation she brought to his body that much more enjoyable.

When she reached his hips, where her lips met his clothes, she smiled and looked up at him, gently tugging his pants down his legs, letting them slide to the floor before moving back up his body, kissing his chest and stomach as she pulled down his boxers, smiling at what awaited her. She continued her trail of kisses down his body, her hands rubbing the sides of his legs as she reached her destination. She looked up at Paul as she slid her fingers around the bast of his hard shaft and smiled at him, licking her lips before slowly sliding them around the head of his shaft, sucking softly.
 
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Paul’s eyes closed as he enjoyed the feel of Anna’s hands moving on his body as her lips kissed away at his neck. She whispered to him, telling him to lie back on the bed. The words made his heart beat a little faster, but he was quick to comply with her request as he kissed her one more time and gently laid his back against the bed. He looked downwards, watching his wife as she slowly and strategically kissed her way down his body. Her soft buds were sending little jolts of electric pleasure coursing through his frame. His breaths were quick and steady as she finally began reaching the lower half of his body, her intentions and focus was all too clear. Paul’s hand reached out to gently run through the locks of her soft hair. Anna looked back up at him and smiled as she removed his pants from his legs, quickly followed by his boxers.

Paul’s hard, wanting cock sprang free before her, and Anna seemed very pleased with what she saw. His breath caught in his throat again as he felt the sensation of her fingertips wrapping around his shaft. “Anna….” He whispered her name, his jaw clenching as he anticipated what was about to come. It wouldn’t matter how many times they had sex, Paul would never get bored of it. She was so very methodical and sensitive, and yet so sexy and seductive. She knew exactly what she was doing every time they were together. And so Paul could not help himself but to let out a deep moan as he felt Anna lips slide around the tip of his cock. Slowly she worked her mouth down the length of him. Her warm, moist mouth feeling so pleasing and so perfect that he called out her name once more. “..Oh Anna..please..” Her soft sucking felt so good that his head fell back and his eyes closed again, taking in the pleasure and anticipating the bobbing of her head.
 
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Anna smiled as Paul whispered her name, his hand moving to her hair, sliding through the falling curls from much earlier in the day. She knew exactly what Paul liked, and how to make him happy. She slowly moved her lips down his shaft, taking him deeper and beginning to suck slightly harder on his erect cock.

Her eyes still looked up his body to his eyes, loving the look of pleasure displayed on Paul's face. As much as she loved the way he touched her, and loved the sensations of pleasure he brought to her body, she found nearly as much enjoyment in doing the same to him. She loved to make him happy, to do what ever she could to make him feel wonderful. A shiver ran down her spine knowing she had the power to bring him such a powerful means of passion.

Her lips continued their work on his cock as her hand slid to his balls, rubbing and squeezing gently. After another few minutes, she switched, her hand moving to his cock and slowly jerking his throbbing shaft while she licked and sucked at his balls, feeling his hips grindin slowly. She returned her mouth to his cock, taking him deep, the head of his shaft rubbing against her throat.
 
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