My heart starts to race when Camilla says she always wanted a baby, especially with me, she adds that I thought it thoroughly before talking it with her. Her next words are mind-blowing and such a show of faith, trust, love and selflessness: "...we can continue having our intimate times and see what's God's will". Just knowing my loved Camilla is becoming so devout and faithful brings thick, burning tears down both of my cheeks in abundance, a stream of thick tears quickly washes my cheeks, leaving them completely wet in less than a minute.

I look at my reflection in Camilla's eyes, I can't identify individual tear streaks on my cheeks. As I look at Camilla, I simply say: "I love you".

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As soon as Camilla sees me in tears she pulls me in a hug, I wish she had wiped my tears before hugging me. I can hear my tears splashing in Camilla’s neck as I can barely see through my tears. I lift my head from her neck slightly, hoping she kissed or wiped my tears, I brush my cheek against hers instead, taking the excess tears from my cheek.

Since Camilla still wasn’t taking care of my tears I decided to bury my face once more in the crook of her neck, wetting her neck and shoulder.

I felt like it lasted an eternity but in reality I cried for a little less than five minutes. When I feel the stream of tears slowing down, I lift my face once more, I can see an almost infinite and devout love in Camilla’s eyes. As I am lost in her eyes, I feel her relatively cool hands on both my hot cheeks, wiping my tears just the way I love, softly erasing my thick, burning tear streaks with the back of her fingers until she reaches the tears. I feel we have an almost perfect love for each other (perfect, only God) as I see Camilla take care of my tears with such love, dedication, devotion, care and I can sense she feels what I feel, and that is something that has never happened in my entire life. She softly brushes the back of her fingers a couple more times to take care of all my tear streaks and remaining tears until there is not a single wet spot on my face.

I give her my most sincere smile, caressing her hair and cheek with one hand as I bring my other hand to her thigh (why do I always get distracted when I feel her perfect legs jiggle in my hands), a couple of seconds later, I lean and give her the most loving kiss on her lips I am able to give her right now.

When we break the kiss I turn to William and Anna: “I didn’t think God would make her more devout and faithful (in matters of faith) in this trip. Even though we visited several temples, abbeys and other religious places, I never thought she would start to talk the way she’s doing, at least so soon.” I give her relaxed thigh a not so soft pat  (not too hard for it to hurt either), indulging in her wonderful, jiggly thigh, that I know belongs exclusively to me.

After I finish wiping Jarrod's tears he smiles at me in a way I've never seen before. His smile seemed to light up the entire room with it's energy. He then brought his right hand to my hair caressing it then moving down to my cheek also caressing it. He then placed his left hand on my thigh then leaned in and gave me the most passionate and loving kiss of my life. It literally took my breath away in a way no other kiss ever has.

Jarrod then turned to William and Anna and explained his extreme expression of emotions just moments before. He said he didn't think this trip would make me more devout and religious even though we visited more than a few religious places. He was extremely happy/emotional that it did (and so soon). He then gave me a moderately hard slap on my thigh as he "can never get enough of the way it jiggles."

As soon as I finish speaking I see William's tears come out harder, what started as a single small tear that left a thin streak becomes several big, shiny tears that leave thick streaks on his cheeks, now that I am getting used to see Anna cry more often (William has always shed an abundant amount of big tears), I'm not sure who sheds more tears and who has thicker streaks. I feel a kind of relief as I wasn't the only guy who shed a river of tears today. I see William blushing, then he sniffles, blushing even more, that's when Anna takes his embarrassment away telling him not to be ashamed about his tears, as that is one trait she loves about him (I know Camilla loves that about me, even though I'm not very sensitive, I wonder if all girls like that and we were educated wrong) and no one would judge him, as we are all family.

As she finishes reassuring Will, she lovingly cups his cheeks and wipes his tears with her small thumbs. I look at them and try to break the teary atmosphere: "Let me tell you a couple more adventures we had in Ireland, Camilla was quite an attraction for natives, we went to a pub one night in Galway, it was O'Connors I think, Camilla was wearing a sexy strapless dress, her toned arms exposed, and since it reached mid-thigh, her breathtaking thighs were also exposed. A couple of guys were staring at her as we had a drink. Camilla was so bold, she teased them even more as she started brushing her thigh against mine, opening my legs, leaning for a kiss. Needless to say I was happy to comply, I even went further, teasing the guys as I pulled her thigh towards me, even jiggling her thigh in my hand, the guys were hypnotized seeing us. And, not to brag, but the next day, at Fitzpatrick's bar in Doolin, three girls, all looked European,  were staring at us, I was teasing Camilla caressing her calf with my shin under the table, then she surprised me caressing my thigh from my upper thigh to my knee and coming back through my inner thigh all the way to the hem of my shorts.
I have to admit I felt a mix of emotions there, I was extremely turned on feeling Camilla's warm, soft hand caressing my thigh, especially my inner thigh, and at the same time I felt self conscious as I felt all six eyes (the three girls) staring at my thigh as Camilla caressed it." 

I blush and continue: "William knows me since I was born, it was extremely rare for me to wear shorts, when I was in my teens I got almost obsessed with exercise, I worked out everyday, I got a toned body, but it was mostly because I was kind of ashamed of my legs, I got so into workout I now have very strong and muscular legs, but when Camilla caressed my thigh, I was so excited, it started involuntarily jiggling in her hand, and you guys have seen me walk, even run and jump and my muscles are as hard as marble, noticing the three attractive girls seeing my thigh jiggle in Camilla's hand made me blush, the only thing I thought could distract them was to do the same to Camilla, I'm not sure if jiggling Camilla's perfect thigh distracted them or not, as I also tensed mine to make it stop jiggling. That had a counter effect as well, as Camilla also became turned on and, while we waited for our food, we made out in the restroom, it was the first time we had sex in the restroom in Ireland." I smile as I see Camilla blushing. I softly place my hand on her upper inner thigh, jiggling it for a few seconds. "I guess I can't help keeping my hands off my beautiful, well, I can't find a superlative for beautiful, wife.

As Anna is wiping William's tears away Jarrod begins telling them about the night we were in Galway at O'Connor pub. And guys were starting at me. He tried to make them jealous by patting and jiggling my thigh to which I started brushing my thigh against his and was kissing him. He then went on to tell them about Fitzpatrick's bar in Doolin where three girls were starting at us. He said he was caressing mycalf with his shin under the table then I started caressing his thigh from his upper to his knee. He even swnt so far as to tell them we extended our fun into the bathroom.  Honestly I was a bit embarrassed, but figured he was just trying to lighten the mood.

William interjected during Jarrod's story to tell me how self conscious Jarrod used to be about his legs/thighs until he finally started pushing himself to work out in high school. He boldly asked me if I felt self conscious when he jiggled my calf or thigh.

"No, not really. I mean he's the love of my life and he was just showing people that I'm his. I mean it's nice to make people a bit jealous of our relationship every now and then. Wishing they could find someone like we have." I said nonchalantly.