A sigh of delight was heard on the evening breeze, and Marti closed her eyes, as she reveled in the feel of his touch.  Oh, his hands on her skin, caused her to tingle, from the top of her head, down to her toes.<br/><br/>"I need you, Darling."  The crotch of her lacy pantie was wet with her desire.  She loved this man, with all her heart.  She wanted to feel him, slide into her willing body, on this deserted part of the beach.  To feel him, kiss her skin, and feel the evening breeze caress the kiss-moistened skin.  To make love in the moonlight, the soft sand under their bodies, joined as one could only be described as perfection.