The low moan she let slip only confirmed that thought. Anal sex “Barb… I’m… almost… there…” I panted. I heard an empty bottle hit the trash can and the toilet flush as I reached to knock on the door. Not tears! The Sound of the falling rain had been replaced by the hissing sound of car tires on the pavement as they drove passed the hotel on the wet roadways. “Oh Jim… You’re driving me crazy!” she said opening her eyes and looking at me with that smoky lusty smile I remember from one snowy afternoon not too long ago. With one final thrust, my back arched nearly off the bed as I drove home deep inside of Barb’s amazing body I felt my own release begin. I resisted the temptation to take one in each hand and paw at them like a star struck teenager but it was hard to do. Those big brown eyes were burning holes through me, not so much from anger but rather from lust and anticipation… silent promise for intimate affections of the highest order. I wondered if they appreciated those things… because they
