As she sat up straddled his hips Jeremiah felt his cock grow to its full potential, nicely filling the tight wet channel of her glorious pussy at depths provocative of eager returns to the strokes she provided him.   He thrust his hips to meet each stroke of the heavenly depths of sweet Marti’s glory.  Other than the shortness of his panting breaths and rise and fall of his abdomen and hips he laid but only quivering from the intense feelings she delivered to him, moaning softly his own excitement and happy that it took so little time to arise and shine once again for her pleasures.<br/><br/>Since he was more than ready for this time to take on a slow rhythm of making love rather than a quick romp, he laid his hands on her hips and guided a slower paced tempo and made sure that each stroke was deliciously filing her very inner depths with the now broad bulbous head and managed to reach his thumbs to the base of her mound and taunt at the finely detailed nubbin of her clit while he did so.  All too soon though his panting became more urgent with the wondrous fucking he was receiving and looked up at her and said  “Slow baby, I don’t want to *hehe* blow it too soon this time, for sure.”<br/><br/>With that he began to fully message one of her breasts and nipple with one hand while twisting her clit erotically with the other for several minutes of delight; and once he felt sweet evidence of a response in her movements and wetted core said “Kitten, can I take the top over again? I have an idea….” with a devilish grin and in a breathy voice.<br/>