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All About The Money

... attention. His lips gave her the response she needed until they finally breathlessly parted. "What were you thinking when you saw me just now?" she asked. Before he could answer, she added, "Derek never looks at me that way. He looks at money like that, and shiny new cars, and expensive watches." Jack blushed as he finally answered. "I was thinking about what a perfect woman you are. You are truly beautiful, and not just on the outside. I have seen how well you are raising your children. I have seen how much you enjoy helping others and doing charity work." "I'm not that perfect," she insisted with a smile. "There was more than admiration in that look." Jack was afraid to reply. He was sure that if she wasn't perfect, she was nearly a perfect woman. She was everything that his wife had failed to become, and he could admire her for all that she was. He didn't trust himself to tell her that there was some lust in that look. The lust he felt for her now threatened to overwhelm his good sense. "Are you lusting me for who I am, or for what I represent?" she teased. There was only one answer he trusted himself with. He gently kissed her again. His lips explained to her how beautiful she was to him, and how he could desire her for who she was. Her lips asked him to explain why he wasn't talking. His lips responded by showing her how deep his immediate lust for her was becoming. Her hands were under his shirt, and suddenly he had to feel her skin on his own. She eagerly helped him ...

... as their shirts flew off. His fingers easily managed the front clasp on her bra and he filled his hand with a breast as they kissed again. She moaned and pushed him away. Her eyes bored into his soul as they demanded the truth. "When we are done, will you still lust me like this?" she demanded. "Will you still lust me like this tomorrow?" she begged to know. "I would lust you like this always," he promised. She kissed him hard while her hands worked their magic at his belt. As his clothes fell away, he realized he had done the same for her, and she nakedly pulled his body over her own and onto the bed. They both gasped in pleasure as his cock filled her and her sheath held him tight. Their eyes locked and held. "How can this be so perfect?" she asked quietly. "Would I have felt this way if your aces had made you the winner?" "Did you come here with ill intent for me, or to seduce me?" he asked. She was puzzled by his question. "No?" she replied. "Then you have made me the winner," he said. He ended the conversation by kissing her gently. She started a new conversation by rolling her hips and digging her heels into his ass. He replied by lifting his ass against her heels and then driving forward to fill her again. They both conversed at the same time as she increased the intensity of the kiss and he increased the power of his thrusts. Their bodies were laughing in joy as she raked her fingers up his back and he bent to eagerly kiss her nipple. She pulled his face back to her ...