CHAPTER SIX
Steve Hamilton kissed his wife, Tracy, gently on the lips. Her mouth opened, and as he licked at her tongue, he could feel the pleasant nibbling of her teeth as she chewed into his bottom lip. He held her soft and easy in her arms, bending slightly to accommodate for the differences in their height. A gentle summer breeze blew at them.
"Hey, hey, lady," he. said quietly, pulling his lips away from her hungry mouth. "Is that anyway now for a decent married woman to be acting?"
"Decent," Tracy purred back, rubbing her body against his, rolling the curve of her cunt across the stiffening thickness of his c**k. "Who wants to be decent. That's so dull. I'd much rather be indecent."
They were lying in the grass, side by side, the summer midnight sky a blazing tapestry of brillian
