Her eyes took in all the features of his handsome face.  Her hand reached up to stroke his cheek.  The look of love, on both their faces, reached their eyes.  It was a love to last the ages.  As his lips pressed to hers, Marti moaned softly, the sound only to be lost in the joining of their lips.<br/><br/>Marti was still wet, her womanhood throbbing with excitement, at the prospect of having him enter her again so soon.  Never had she known such tenderness.  Never had she felt such love.  As he pushed his magnificent cock into her wetness, she sighed, her deep inner muscles clenching around him.  As their mounds met, and she felt him tense, and push harder into her, to hold himself there, Marti thought surely her heart would burst with love at that very moment.<br/><br/>Sighing contentedly as his hand moved gently across her buttocks and waist with a feather light touch, to tease, to taunt, to tickle ever so lightly, his hand comes to rest at her lush breast.  She had always thought them too small, compared to the rest of her body, but Jeremiah seemed to worship all of her womanly curves.  Her sensitive nipple was hardened just by his touch, she was so aroused, and the touch of her nipple to his chest was, oh, so sensual.<br/><br/>As he pulled out of her canal slowly, she whimpered, her muscles clamping down on him, to keep him where she wanted him, needed him.  He returned, just as slowly, and contentment and love flooded her soul once more.  She looked at him, her life mate, whom she had met, only a few short hours ago, but for them, it was the beginning of a life time of love.  She was more than ready, for that lifetime with this wonderful man.