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He kissed her again. His tongue searched hers. He wrapped his arms around her and drew her into him. He drank from her sweet lips. He smelled her hair. He became enticingly aroused. He traced the outline of her face with his fingers. He rolled her hair between his fingers. It was soft and silky.

Laura was lost in passion. Her heart was racing; her mind was spinning. She could feel the heat mounting between her legs. Her thought screamed out to Donnie.

Philip scooped her up into his arms and carried her upstairs. He seemed to know just where he was going. Laura clung to him and snuggled into his broad chest. Philip reached her bedroom and stepped inside carrying Laura. He stood and set her down next to the bed. He stood there and looked down into her sad blue eyes. Laura looked up at him and smiled.

She couldn't explain it, but she sensed something deep within him. She reached out and started to unbutton his shirt.

Philip took that as a cue and reached for her robe. He undid the knot and the robe fell open exposing her thin white cotton nightgown. The bodice was pleated with flowers embroidered on it.

Laura finished unbuttoning his shirt and reached inside. His chest was hard and smooth. She drew near to him wrapping her arms around his back under his shirt and kissed his bare chest.

He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her head.

Philip stepped back and reached inside her robe. He traced his hand along the edge of her nightgown at the neckline. It seemed to have a scooped neckline that revealed the very top of her bosom. He reached up to her shoulders and pushed the robe back dropping it to the floor. Laura stood before him in a white nightgown with thin lace straps at the shoulders. Her shoulders were square and tapered. He traced her collarbone. He felt her heart beating in her chest.

Laura pushed his shirt off of his shoulders revealing his rather broad shoulders and chest. Laura's eyes widened.

"Laura'" he started to say. Laura reached a finger up and pressed it to his lips silencing him.

"I want this. I need this." She said softly.

Philip reached down to the lace straps and slowly slipped them off her. Her nightgown fluttered to the floor revealing the loveliest pair of 34B breasts he had ever seen.

He reached out to take them.

Laura let out a small gasp. She reached for his pants. She could see the bulge in them already starting to grow and harden. She went to release it from its confines when Philip stopped her.

She pushed her shoulders back and laid her gently on the bed. Then passionately kissed her lips.

Laura felt the fires burning within her. She felt a stirring that was so foreign and yet so familiar growing deep inside of her.

Philip kissed his way down to her ripe breasts. He thought of them as succulent fruits. He kissed them then took each nipple, one at a time, into his mouth and suckled it.

Laura felt as if she was going to burst. She wanted to rip his pants off of him right then.

Philip felt her heart pounding in her chest. He could almost feel the pulse as it pumped freshly oxygenated blood, new life, so to speak, throughout her body. Her breathing quickened.

He ran his hands down her flat smooth belly. She did indeed have a tiny waist. He came to her panties. He could feel the heat radiating through them. He could almost smell her passion.

He traced along the edges of her panties and over the mound through the material. Laura almost held her breath. Slowly, he dipped a finger in through one of the leg holes. She was already very moist with anticipation.

He ran his finger along her damp slit. He dipped a finger in slightly.

Another gasp escaped her lips.

Philip withdrew his finger and licked it. She tasted sweet.

Laura bent her knees up and Philip removed her panties. He ran his fingers down her milky thighs. Her slender legs were creamy and smooth. He turned his attention back to the flesh between her legs. He stroked each fold with long slow strokes. He brushed her clit and dipped a finger inside of her. So warm and moist. She was also tight. He would have to go slow.

Philip stood and removed his pants. His manhood sprang to life. A shiver went down Laura's spine as she looked at it thinking about what he was going to do to her with it. The sensations she had dreamed about all these months were going to happen.

Philip returned to her side and kissed her lovingly, tenderly. He looked into her eyes. They seemed to be pleading with him, almost begging him.

He knelt between her legs and rubbed his manhood up and down her slit. He touched the tip of it to her entrance. Laura felt as if she was going to jump out of her skin.

She looked into his eyes and saw the soul of her husband. "Take me," she uttered quietly.

He entered her slowly pushing only the head in a little bit at a time. She was so tiny; he didn't want to hurt her. He continued pushing a little bit at a time inside of her, stopping each time to let her adjust to his thickness. He wanted to run her through, but he knew he had to be gentle and take his time.

He wanted her so badly. He desperately needed her as much as she needed him.

When he had finally pushed all of his girth inside her, he felt her insides quivering against him. Laura moaned in passion. He kissed her as she continued to contract around him. When he felt she was finished he slowly began to withdraw from her almost all the way. Then he entered her again, slowly, but a little quicker this time. Each time he picked up the pace a little.

Laura was writhing and taking short breaths now. He knew she was close to another one. He wanted her to hold off and wait for him, but he knew that she couldn't wait. He didn't want to hold her back from such pleasure.

She had become accustomed to his size and he quickened the pace. He could feel his passion mounting in his loins.

Laura was now rolling her head back and forth and moaning loudly.

Philip continued a few more strokes, and then he felt himself stiffen inside of her. He pushed one final push and pushed as far into her as he could. He had to plant it deep, he thought. Laura wrapped her arms across his back and drew her legs up around him.

Philip hit the end of her insides and lost it. Laura felt him touch her spot inside and screamed in passion. The two souls became one in an intertwined orgasmic wave that came crashing down onto the shore. Philip blasted her deep inside with hot seeds. Laura felt her insides receiving them. Her body jolted and tingled all over. Over and over he planted his seeds deep within her.

Philip kissed Laura tenderly as they began to come down from their precipice. Their souls began to separate.

As he collapsed in a heap beside her, she whispered, "I love you." He knew she was talking to her husband, but he didn't care.

That night in Laura's dream, she was again visited by the familiar vision she had seen in her other dreams.

"Happy anniversary, my darling. Tonight I have given you something special. A gift for you to cherish always."

When Laura awoke the next morning, Philip was gone. She was in her bed under her covers wearing the same nightgown she had on last night.

She smiled as she thought of her dream last night. She rubbed her hands over her belly, smiling as she felt a slight bulge there.