Held in his strong arms, she moaned her surrender and kissed him back, feeling a hand cupping the soft mound of her left breast. She gasped as his long fingers pinched and rolled the tender nipple and sent electric ripples through her entire straining body.
"Jesus what a set of tits!" he mumbled against her mouth. Sally Sue knew she must be blushing, but told herself there was no reason to. This was her husband and she wanted him to be passionate with her, even if his lust made him say crude things. "I want more!"
Sally Sue felt his lewdly groping hand catch the sheer fabric of her nightie. With one swift yank he ripped it completely apart and her naked breasts were crushed against his heaving chest. Her now erect nipples seemed to be on fire, and for an instant she was heartsick. She had spent a week's pay on the garment, just to be as beautiful as she could for Bob on their wedding night, and it had lasted less than a minute before being savagely torn to shreds. But an instant later, Sally Sue rationalized the coarse act, thinking that the nightie must have served its purpose if it stirred her husband to such an impetuous deed.
"Bob!" She gasped. "Oh, darling.. "
Then she felt his hand delving down toward her loins, and she knew the tiny panties were going to go the way of the top. She had an instantaneous urge to salvage something! Wriggling in his arms, she grasped the edge of the panties and slithered out of them, her long legs thrashing. Only as they floated to the carpet did she realize that for the first time in her life she was utterly naked in front of a man!