"God," he panted, walking toward her. "I've never felt so fuckin' horny in my life. It's hell to go two weeks without sex. How the hell can you stand it?"

"I didn't try," she giggled, sitting down on the sofa. "I have other men."

"I seem to forget that," he grinned, knowing that the pretty redhead often dated.

"But, Wayne," she whispered. "None of them can fuck as well as you."

The beautiful woman's juicy slit was tingling with anticipation as he stood in front of the couch where she was so seductively curled. After more than ten years of sex with Wayne, she still always looked forward to the gentle, yet lusty, way he screwed his big thick cock into her.

"You're prettier every year," he smiled, sitting down next to her on the sofa.

Taking Babs into his arms, Wayne tenderly kissed her, slipping his tongue into the soft wetness of her sweet fresh mouth. He eased her back gently until Babs' head was resting on the end of the sofa. The soft smooth plane of her tummy and her little dimpled navel were deliciously exposed above her brief bikini panties. Feeling his hand brushing lightly along the bare flesh of her inner thighs, Babs parted her legs, letting one of her legs fall over the front edge of the couch, deliciously exposing the soft mound of her cunt beneath the stretched material of her flimsy panties.

"Oh, Wayne," she passionately sobbed when he lowered his warm lips down against her soft, naked thigh. "You sure know how to turn me on."

Closing her eyes, the pure joy flowed through her loins as his lips kissed, nibbled and licked at the deliciously naked flesh of her soft upper legs.