A Wet Sunday.
"Leisurely love on a rainy day."
"Kiss me.""Where?""Here and here, please... oh, and then here.""Okay."Then pushing aside the bedclothes, you whisper, "And here, of course.""Oh yes, of course," I reply."Shall I begin?"You giggle.I begin.Torrential rain lashes the windows as my lips possess your warm flesh.You suddenly...









