Now, sitting there naked, we share sweet words. He then grabs a condom and puts it on. I open my legs, and he teases me with the tip of his penis. I let out a moan and cry out for the pleasure that will soon be inside me. He slowly inserts it; this warm place he knows well lets him inside easily, slowing moving in and out, letting the muscles relax so it won't hurt. He slowly picks up speed: excitement and endorphins start to flow through our veins; the love we have for each other never broken, only growing stronger with each stroke. He leans in and we start to kiss as our pelvises meet repeatedly. Pleasure growing higher and higher; the point arives, and I feel a warmth inside me. I pull him in close and kiss him in such a way that tells him that I never want to let him go; that my love for him will never die. He then reaches down and starts to move his hand up and down. I let out a moan and tell him he doesn't have to; he replies that he wants to.