By the time she had me fully erect, I wanted to return the favor. Kelly looked up at me, and smiled at me around my erection when I told her "I want to do you, too…"

Without letting me slip from between her lips, she managed to turn herself around, letting me guide her leg so that she was straddling my head. I took a few moments to look at the center of her womanhood – the thin labia that framed her opening, her erect clitoris peeking out at me, the dark cloud of her pubic hair – and found the sight as lovely and erotic as it had been the first time I'd ever seen it. Lifting my head, I slowly slid my tongue between he vaginal lips, my taste buds once again delighted by the taste of her woman's oils. Accompanied by her soft moans of pleasure, I slowly and gently lapped up the supply of them that was immediately available; then moved on to her clitoris. Taking the nubbin of it between my lips, I softly stroked it with my tongue and earning myself a deep groan of pleasure for my efforts. In short order, her clit was fully erect and subject to my tender ministrations – accompanied by a freshening of the glistening lubrication at her opening and on her labia.

Over the next several minutes, the two of us pleasured each other – slowly, gently, and lovingly.

Finally, Kelly had a small orgasm, pushing a small flood of her juices out to where I could happily and eagerly lap them up. When I was done, I wasn't the slightest bit surprised when she lifted herself up and moved so that she was kneeling next to my head. As she looked down at me, I could see the love she felt for me and how happy she was that she was my wife. And I knew that she could see in me that I felt the same way about her.