Nowhere else upon the human body are more nerve endings present than on the tips of the fingers and thumbs. So it should thus be no surprise indeed when one lover touches another, undeniable sensations of elated ecstasy emerges. Many persons treasure having their partner's touch, which in turn sends truly remarkable feelings all over and through their bodies. This is the story of such a man and woman doing just that for one another.
These two people felt as though they shared moments which would stretch eternally whenever they spent intimate time with each other. Whether preparing a delightfully delicious meal for dinner, wistfully window shopping at their leisure, or relaxing by a cozy fire as they watched a movie, they were addicted to one another’s company. The man was quite handsome, and the woman complimented him in that she herself was gorgeous in every sense of the word. Fate and destiny had led them into each other’s open arms. And within that loving embrace, they found fulfillment of life that no one else had or even could have given them.
One fine and beautiful day, the man and woman made love. Not love in the sense that they had sex and that was that. No. This was the purest kind of love. Love that they both had longed for one another. Neither of them wanted any excess baggage, mind you. Yet they were willing to take on whatever would come their way. Their love was untarnished by the cares and worries of the world. They were only concerned with the true love they had for each other. Alone and undisturbed, the two gazed in each other’s eyes, windows into their very souls. Neither of them had anything to hide. He wanted to share with the woman the fullness of life that she had given him. This made the woman feel very heated up for him, and she kissed him gently, yet purposefully. He kissed back and lulled in her mouth, yearning for more of her good taste.
The woman’s fingers swayed through the man’s short, thick, hair, and she moved her well-formed body closer to her man, continuing to kiss him. The woman’s supple bosom against the man’s firm chest served to make him more desirous for her. So he held onto her ever closer, running his hands in her long, jet black crown of glory, while lightly fondling her beaming face. The stroke of the man’s fingers on the woman’s blushing countenance instantly melted her heart. No one before had ever touched her in such a way. She grazed her fingernails on the man’s backside, zigzagging up...