Chapter 1775 Flight Fantasy:>3

I awoke slowly that Saturday morning after a long night of passion. Cheryl had been insistent in her desire, not only urging me to take her to higher and higher places of sexual pleasure but in her seeing that I was equally pleased. There was nothing of herself that she held back and she demanded everything from me in return. It was the most incredible sex I have ever had. It was almost as if she thought there would never be another time for us. That thought gave me a strange sense of sorrow so I rolled over to hold her but the bed was empty. It hadn't been so for long. The sheets were still warm and I could smell her scent on the pillow. I raised my head and looked through the open door into the kitchen. She was standing there, completely nude, making coffee at the counter. Her ass was incredible, two globes of perfection on top of a great set of legs and followed by a long and sculptured back, topped by long flowing black hair down to her waist. I had found, much to my delight, that she likes to wear as little clothing as possible when at home. Suits me just fine. I never tire of looking at her with or without clothes on.