I had a beautiful dream, one of many where I was making love with my husband during our younger days. This one was where I dreamed about us having some incredible sex in early 1987. I could feel it so vividly, the tingles, the orgasms, everything. As I dreamed about us cuddling in the afterglow, I woke up, feeling my husband embrace me from behind, his slightly sweaty body pressed up against mine.
I saw the bright view of town through the curtain gaps, before feeling my husband’s hand cup my breast. I turned around to embrace him, and he kissed me so tenderly.
He went hard immediately, kissing me everywhere including, of course, my breasts, intermittently bringing his tongue out to gently play with my nipples, which gave me the orgasmic tingles. I caressed his back as I wrapped my arms around him, his kisses making me wet.
He climbed over me, entered his hard cock into my soaking wet ladyplace and started by thrusting gently at first. We shared passionate French kisses, enjoying and savoring the sweetness of the kisses. My husband took a moment to view my body, while I massaged his lower back, and caressed his manly arms.
My husband kissed my neck, causing me to have the tingles again! I felt like making love again, I wanted to have him inside of me again. He rolled on me and I spread my legs, ready for his man-part to re-polish itself in my wet ladyplace.
My darling husband kissed me so tenderly while he thrust inside me. He cupped my face and stroked my hair behind my ear while kissing me. He caressed my breast while kissing my cheek, and I got slight tingles from that as I rubbed his back, and of course, his shoulders before I squeezed his sexy biceps. We’ve developed quite a few “classic” erotic penchants over the years!
Our arms were wrapped around each other right as he thrust deep, and I watched his butt flex while feeling the throbbing pleasure in my ladyplace. A huge orgasmic rush swept through me, and I moaned softly while clutching my sweet husband, as he too, climaxed and made jerking movements inside of me while moaning pleasurably.
When we came down, we took a moment to hold each other tight before my husband rolled off me. We snuggled as I lay my head on his shoulder, and rested my arm across his sexy body. He caressed my arm and kissed me, stroking my hair with his other hand, making me feel special and cherished. We fell asleep again for a few more hours before waking up to another beautiful, God-given day.
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