Couple goals Stories

Is this a dream? With closed eyes, I surrender fully to his tender hands, which slowly make their way from my neck over my sternum deeper and deeper. Oh. How long has it been since he touched me like this? His right hand leaves me, leaving me pouting. Suddenly I feel him kneading my breast. I grin to myself, he still knows how much I love to be touched on the tits. Slowly, almost lazily, he plays with my nipple. He become...