The love of my life was sleeping. As she lay there on my bed, I thought she seemed good enough to eat. Naughtily, I took, and sprinkled some sugar on her slightly curved tummy. Looking down at the sexy, rosy glow on her naked body, I wanted to touch gently between her thighs, as was my own, so wet from excitement and anticipation. Instead, I refrained from the thought of wanting to touch my love and myself. But, I went in...