On the two-hour flight home I fantasized about being in my beautiful wife's arms.On the two-hour flight home I fantasized about being in my beautiful wife's arms. She was awesome. She stood five feet four inches and weighed in at one-hundred-and-one pounds. Her face was gorgeous. She had big brown eyes and a small nose. Her lips were full and her complexion reflected her Asian ancestry. Her breasts were magnificent, full and pert. She always said they were small, but they weren't. They were almost perfectly proportioned to her size, maybe even too large for her small frame. They were firm with gorgeous brown nipples as big as the tip of my pinky finger. Her stomach was extremely flat, rippled with the musculature of her abdomen with absolutely no fat. She exercised religiously to maintain her figure. Her ass was awesome in both its tininess and shape. She could make her ass as hard as rocks when she flexed the muscles in her buttocks. She could hold a tooth pick between her cheeks so tightly that you could not pull it out. She kept her already sparse pubic hair trimmed close, affording a wonderful view of and easy access to her womanhood. Her legs were shapely and thin. In my fantasy we were in bed, naked, making love. She lay below me with her legs spread wide as I slowly stroked my big cock deep into her dripping pussy. |