Her words were perfection, exactly what he could have hoped for in the sincerity of her love.  His phallus still continued the slow invasions of her snug slick walls; his lips took hers as she offered them again to him, and his hand yet cradled her breast, but trembled with need to again find a more heated glory for them both as the single calling of his name gave evidence to her need.  He was eager to satiate her once again and explode with the thunder of joined orgasm with her.<br/><br/>His body pressed hers to roll over onto her back, sometimes the best position is the simplicity of missionary style.  He managed to roll atop of her as they moved together and still keep at least a bit of his cock within her delightful slit.  As his knees drew up between her legs he pushed his manhood fully to her wondrous flower and immediately began the rhythm that would bring welcomed sensations of love and pleasures as they boiled through the joined lovers.  His arms held him aloft from her torso so that he could lavish kisses upon her face, neck and upper chest as his pace quickened with the circling moves of his hips, hers seemed to join the motion in the opposing circle bringing them together fully each time as their mounds pressed together deliciously.<br/><br/>His breaths began to shorten as his excitement grew and the pace of his hips became more rapid as his need to feel her glorious climax became demanding to his spirit.  So, he drew his knees up just a bit closer and his thrusts became harder and more demanding to bring him to climax as well as his sack tightened in the preliminaries of ejaculations yet unfinished…yet he knew that soon they would be.<br/>