Her mother had said, "Better turn that frown upside down child or, it will freeze on your face."
She'd guessed her mother's prophecy had come true, and wondered if mom knew what else her pouty lips could do.
Moving to the window peaking out at the cloudy morning, she felt the gloom.
The day had started with a tropical storm warning. As she reached to open the blinds, the sky turned a dark gray as if a switch had been thrown. Softly, the wind began to move in gentle waves over the Mississippi forest.
He hollered in from the next room, "Looks like our storm is coming."
Within minutes, the rain came in streams soaking the lush green landscape.
Sitting in her chair there near the window, she watched the rain fall as she prepared for the day. Dipping her fingertips into the shea, she rubbed the cream into her skin. Bringing both feet to her hands, she rubbed her toes working her way up the legs, massaging deeply into the muscle. Her hands held an inner thigh in each. She watched the blood flow and color appear where she worked.
Feeling the deep massage made her think about the way he had touched her. Reaching for her breasts, her hands pushed hard into them squeezing and rubbing her flat palms encompassing the entirety of each until they hurt. She thought about the touch. There wasn't a place on her body that didn't respond to a firm grip. Reaching again for her legs, from the ankles to the thighs, she massaged the color of rose into them.
Thinking about his touch a few hours before, made her wet between the legs. A smile traced her lips as she thought about that session. To-date, each time they'd been together had been better that the last. The hardness in him and the way they fit more and more was good.
He had fucked her pussy and ass to perfection losing his load deep in her ass. Just before, she had had him harder than he'd been with her.