<div class="floatleft">(http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g194/rabidferret_1973/Personal%20Photos/Roleplaying/Professor1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Gideon Miller<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Miller Cabin<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Annabelle Miller, other Millers if they head back<br/><br/>A bright smile curled up Gideon’s lips when she told him she loved him, a statement that always made him feel good from her.  Kissing her lips, his hands grabbed her hips and flipped her over so she was on her back again, his lips finding hers.  One hand wrestled with the waistband of his pants as his other slipped down her stomach and over the soft mound to tease the petals of her flower open, fingertips tracing along her lips.  Moving up and down the velvety folds, his found his entrance with two fingers and slipped them inside of her, pressing in and up as he did, his lips kissing along her neck.  The pants finally came free as he began to move in and out of her, his breath hot on her skin.<br/><br/>“Tell me what you want,” he murmured to her.  “I want to hear my sweet Belle ask.  I want to know what she wants.”  Two fingers became three to stretch her wider as he moved in and out, enjoying the feel of how wet she was on his fingers.  He enjoyed playing with his lovely wife in every way possible, to be able to give her pleasure in so many different ways.<br/>