It was the third morning of a vacation getaway Sarah had planned for she and her husband Ben and it
It was the third morning of a vacation getaway Sarah had planned for she and her husband Ben and it could not have been progressing more wonderfully. She’d selected a quiet boutique hotel in a lush tropical setting. The interruptions were few….the opportunities for romantic alone time were plentiful. It was the perfect setting for what she had planned for her husband. Both of them had been working long, hard hours and she’d sensed both had reached that point where they were each in need of hitting the reset button. And Sarah knew exactly how to do that for Ben. Now, beginning their third day of vacation, the city, the office, and their workloads were all beginning to fade away as distant memories. Instead, their focus for two days had been one another. Quiet intimacy…… romantic interludes…. steamy passions….. erotic lusts….. all of those delicious elements of their lives that were in need of being recharged. Well, not exactly ALL of the elements were present. One was missing. One that seemed to become more noticably apparent with each passing day. Ben’s orgasms. After enjoying two long, sweet, glorious early morning orgasms of her own from Ben’s skilled, attentive and oh so eager mouth Sarah had then settled in for her own playtime. She played his body sensually, exquisitely, slowly… taking her time…. building his arousal, then wickedly keeping him teetering right there. Ben had no escape from Sarah’s sweet torments…. her silky fingertips and soft tongue mercilessly continuing their slow, steady onslaught of pleasure…. yet, wickedly working him at a pace that ensured he had no hope of release. The room was soon filled with the sounds of Ben’s panting… gasping…. his moans of pleasure… his whimpers of frustration…. his pleas for relief. Still, Sarah continued, knowing the decision was hers. Ben’s torment would end only when she’d decided he’d enough. And when that moment arrived…. her husband’s swollen, crimson cock twitching wildly…. drooling helplessly…. bobbing in search of that one elusive touch that would end his frustration and ease the agonizing ache in his heavy cumfilled balls…. there was only one thing left for Sarah to do. Moving back up her husband’s quivering body her fingertips gently touched his chin, lifting Ben’s face toward hers. Sarah purred, “All done sweetheart…. that’s all you get for now. I promise though, there’s going to be so much more for you as the day goes on. I do have one question though for you, darling………” She paused, kissing his lips softly, lovingly, before adding with a smile, “….. so, breakfast? At the pool, or on the beach this morning?” -- source link