My girl

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I boarded the jet and got comfy. Within 25 minutes we were airborne. I couldn't wait to hold my girl in my arms. I spent the whole 2 hour flight making plans in my head. First thing I was going to do was hold her close and kiss her. I couldn't wait to feel her lips pressed against my own. The next thing would be to scoop her up into my arms and take her upstairs. I would eventually have to catch up on some sleep because by the time I get home I will have been awake for 18 hours. The plane landed an I practically sprinted to the taxi.

An hour later I was by the back door. Luckily it wasn't locked. I shut it quietly. I heard Kerry and Joe talking and laughing. It made my heart soar to know that they got on. I tiptoed into the lounge. It looked like a tornado had worked it's way through it. I stood and watched them. I couldn't help but smile at their conversation.

"So...Dad's back early tomorrow morning. Like 3 am or something. What you gonna do?"

"Shag him senseless obviously ! "

"Not what I meant. Eeeew. Too much information. I meant will you be waiting up for him or not? "

"Waiting up for him. He's been gone for 3 weeks. I've missed him so much."

I heard her voice wavering. She was struggling not to cry. I was just about to speak up when their conversation got weird.

Joe burped. He apologised, and this is the unexpected part. Kerry's response and the events that followed.

Kerry....."That's not a burp......This is a burp."

She downed a can of pop then burped. Joe applauded her. This is roughly the following conversation.

Joe ..."Bravo madam but thou hast cheated. Thou hast used an agitator."

Kerry...."Actually me and my mate Martin have burping and farting competitions so I can actually burp and fart on command."

Joe..."Yeah right. Prove it."

Needles to say she burped then farted. I was struggling not to laugh out loud.

Kerry ...."Your turn."

Joe...."Challenge accepted."

Joe farted and Kerry admitted defeat.

(This was a joy to behold my son being that accepting of her and her being that comfortable with him she was burping and farting out loud. Before I had left she had insisted on using the bathroom that was furthest away from the rooms that were being used. She was extremely self conscious of everything she did.)

At this point I decided to make my presence known.

"For fuck sake son. I asked you to take care of Kerry. Not turn the house into a squat. Hello precious."

As I spoke I climbed over the back of the sofa. The quickest route to get to her. I decided to join the fun and pinned joe down by plonking my bum on his shoulder. I leaned down towards Kerry.

"Give me some sugar sweetness ."

Joe was squirming and protesting that I was too cheesy and he didn't need to see or hear what was being said. As Kerry and I kissed I changed my position and squeezed out a fart. Joe retched and wriggled more. I stopped kissing my girl and grinned before saying.

"Oops. I think there was a lump in that."

Joe's squirming turned into full on thrashing. Once he got up he ranted about me being an utter dick and how I needed to stop eating sushi or Ramen because it didn't agree with my arse. He stomped out of the room to go and as he put it.

"Bleach my ears and nostrils now."

I wasn't interested. I was kissing my girl. I was happy. She looked so sexy in the T-shirt and boxers combo. I picked her up and she wrapped her legs around my waist. We sat down while we kissed Smeagle poked her to let her know how much he liked what we were doing. She stood up and slipped my boxers off. I immediately stood. I unbuckled my belt and unzipped and dropped my jeans below my arse. I looked at my girl and with my index finger silently signalled her to come to me. Kerry let out a gasp and practically leapt on me. She scrambled up my body like an adorable but sexy spider monkey, wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. We both sighed as our bodies connected in the most beautiful way. The electricity that went through us was that intense we almost fell. We kissed deeply but made no other movements. We were just enjoying being connected the way we were.

After we had enjoyed a long luxurious kiss kerry whispered to me to.

"Make love to me"

Who was I to disappoint.

"Upstairs or here Angel?"

"In our bed."

Our bed!!!! She said our bed. I was so happy I got giddy. We didn't extract smeagle from our precious. Instead we headed to the bedroom with them enjoying their own close cuddles. The climb up the stairs was delightful. The movement of climbing the stairs caused friction which in turn caused involuntary squeezing by precious. The squeezes caused me to stumble and I accidentally walked into the wall at the top of the stairs.

"I'm sorry baby girl. I didn't mean to bump you off the wall. Maybe I should concentrate on where I'm going rather than let smeagle control me."

She bit my bottom lip. So I took advantage.

"Huurrrysss uuuup Daviiiid . Weeeee wantssss our preciousssss don't weeeee."

My beautiful spider monkey giggled.

By the time we got into the bedroom my jeans were around my ankles. I stood on them repeatedly to get them off my feet. Once out of them I moved the covers back and sat down. Smeagle was still happily nestled inside our precious. We removed each other's last items of clothing and I immediately flipped us over and proceeded to grant her request.

We immediately got into a comfortable rhythm of making love. There was no awkward movement it was as if we had been together forever. We knew each other inside out and back to front. We understood each little noise the other one made and what would happen if we did a particular thing.

For instance I was already aware of that when she raised her legs then locked her feet together at the base of my spine and clung to my upper body pulling me as close to her as possible she was getting close to orgasm.

Everything about being with her felt right. Perfect, like we were meant to be.

We made love until we were both spent. We fell asleep smeagle still tucked away inside my girl. I couldn't have been happier.

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