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By (user no longer on site) OP 18 weeks ago
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As I sit here with just those 3 parts of one evening in my mind, expressing of those first few new memories, the intimacy that had started how open we became with each other sharing everything, an evening at home, no stresses a normal day, would start in many ways but quite often would be her having a soak in the bath which I would usually follow after she had done.
She would only ever put a dressing gown on those evenings, covering herself, those epic breasts and that oh so sweet pussy, her nakedness underneath.
I would head into the bath soak away the day, relax and chill, out of the bath dressing gown on freshly shaven, feeling refreshed, sort a couple of glasses of wine and a little chill time
All very normal, normal is good , settle in the living room tv on glass of wine and good company, relaxing such a nice feeling
Even now 20 odd years later I still get that feeling, being close but a little seperate, either one of us would instigate what was to come, with her it would be her relaxing, a little stroke gentle caressing of the breast just what is exposed at this point, and her eyes closed could just feel something special, for me it would generally be my response to her , for us men the tactile stuff is a little different,my nipples for me can just take a touch to make me feel.
This almost dance would last a short while without knowing we would both let a careless or not a long breath out, a soft moan something I am sure was meant to be heard, and understood, our wanking together would start, her very quickly open and exposed, dressing gown wide open, her pale skin, epic glorious breasts soft belly,soft thighs and her policy legs open enough for her to please herself, for me
Watching ,, touching myself and the moment whaen I know what she has done to me when I feel the clear pre come soft and slippery, tasty knowing how turned on I am because of her
My watching of her wanking herself becomes a mixture of drinking in the view, and eyes closed experiencing such an intimate scene , opening my eyes to catch a glimpse of her and what she is doing to herself and myself immersing myself into how I am making myself feel
Things I most lived seeing, her fingers slipping inside herself such a personal moment, the way it wasn’t just about her clit , the way she stroked oh so gently her lips, how her fingers explored all of the pussy, her other hand at times squeezing and taleasing her nipples
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