<em>Not playing fair?</em><br/><br/>I raise my head and look along the line of her taut leg, to her thighs,over her pouting labia, across the flat plane of her stomach, to her breasts and finally up to her eyes.  “Not playing fair, my dear, beautiful woman.  I have just begun to play.”  Kissing her foot I replace it on the bench.<br/><br/><em>Well, at least I hadn’t lost any teeth, though I had certainly felt the reflexive tightening of the leg as my tongue dragged across the surface of her sole.</em>So to the other foot to slip that shoe off.<br/><br/>She no doubt will be expecting me to repeat the same attention and will be bracing herself for my tongue to caress her sole.  I raise her foot to my mouth, open my mouth and enclose her toes, running my tongue of the tips as I suck them in turn.<br/><br/>I do a mental check to see if I’ve got everything I need; deciding in the affirmative.<br/><br/>Replacing that foot on the bench, I rush over to the light switch, the old erect willy once again doing wild gyrations and manoeuvres as it flaps back and forth in front of me.<br/><br/>Flipping the switch, the room becomes bathed in the soft, shifting glow from the candles, the shadows flowing across her body as the flames flicker in the soft evening breeze drifting through the open balcony doors.  I am truly enthralled by this portrayal of beauty and stand momentarily mesmerized.<br/><br/>Breaking the spell, I return to the bench and bend over her to seek her lips with mine.  As I nibble her lower lip I am reluctant to break this kiss, as if I were drawing nourishment from her.<br/><br/>Finally, lifting my head to gaze into her eyes I say, “Right.  Kozzy I can’t waste all day here can I?   Well actually, I think I could.  Time to get on with it.  Roll over on your tummy.”<br/><br/>