Hey, you even look a bit different. I jumped out of bed and turned around. I hopped up and down a bit and then smiled. Holy shit. You are fucking ama...ing. I mean you always were, but how in the hell did this happen. Your ass, those tits, and you look, well, younger. I reached under my tits and pushed them up. So do you like the changes I made? But how in the hell did you do this? I moved toward him as he sat on the edge of the bed and put my tits in his face. Dont ask questions. Just enjoy. He. ..Musings... As I kneel at the edge of the bed contentedly lapping up what's left of my Ladys' nectar, I keep thinking how lucky I am to have met and serve this wonderful woman. She is by no means an angel and without fault. She is not blessed with patience, as everything about her seems to be done at top speed, leading to lots of little mistakes in her day to day vanilla existance. I find this aspect of her to be endearing if a little irksome in my, "place for everything and everything in it's. Clearly my wife was in seventh heaven, now grunting as she begged for her release.I looked at the woman beneath me and she nodded, hungry for more. I used my fingers to draw her precum down to slip along her taint and then around her puckered ring. I slipped a finger into her lubed hole, preparing the way. Sam jumped as the knuckle disappeared and her moans became louder. I could wait no longer and slipped my cock out of her pussy along the taint and then straight into her asshole,. Only thewaxing moon sees our ebony lips curl in identical smiles and then meet in atender kiss."Biz barmak oy," she says softly.I click my agreement."Kop etmek mundan org yatmak," I add.A twitch of her brow sends my right hand to my forehead, where a wisp ofhair has escaped my scarf. I tuck it back in, embarrassed by myslovenliness.It won't happen again.*The kuzkardesh gara formerly known as Gillian Dixon plugs the electricrazor into the socket on the kitchen wall and turns it to its.