"Oh Jeff, sometimes I feel so guilty lying to my parents like that," she cooed in her ultra-feminine Southern drawl, her warm, soft loveliness seeming to melt into his virile, lanky body. She raised her sensuous, almost quivering lips and he kissed them tenderly. "I-I love you so much."

"And I love you, too, Baby," he replied, letting his hands possessively massage the intoxicating mounds of her buttocks inside her soft nylon pants, while his ever-hardening penis jerked slightly against the soft, silken flesh of her belly. He tried to concentrate on the immediate urgency for words to quell her fears of familial reprisal, but his mounting desire for her was making that next to impossible; anyway, he didn't want lo give her the slightest inkling that he did not trust her benevolent relatives. He couldn't reason why Uncle Milt had so kindly taken him into his home, wined and dined him, and paid him ridiculously high wages just for feeding his fifteen show dogs twice a day. Toni… now that was another matter; she was a blood relative. But then to promise him immunity against Toni parents' wrath… that was a horse of another colour.

"Darling… Oh Jeff, let's get into bed," Toni whispered against his cheek, the sweet warmth of her breath interrupting his train of thought and inciting him as always. "I-I want you now Baby."

"Mmmm, isn't that going to be a little rough on your sunburn?" he said concernedly while he unfastened her bra and smoothed his hands beneath to cup the lavish dunes of buoyant, pink-nippled flesh, their tiny buds like little marbles burrowing into the palms of his hands. Christ, she was a lovely little creature… if only she would let herself go… try to shake off that damned guilt her parents had shackled her with… but he could wait… damn, yes, he'd wait forever.

Toni loved the warm, rippling sensations the closeness of Jeff's masculinity and the caressing of his hot, gentle hands on her naked breasts, sent coursing through her belly.