They hadn’t had sex for far too long.Physically, they both looked pretty darned good. He was active and kept his muscles while she was blessed with ...a good metabolism and genes and her big tits didn’t sag an unusual amount. Her hair was still noticeably red too.Thinking it might be her, she consulted with her gerontologist who prescribed a vaginal estrogen cream and a progesterone patch. Her pussy felt fine and she was having horny thoughts again but Andy wasn’t “up” to his part yet. She got her. Her sobs diminished to be replaced with sighs of sensual pleasure, and as she felt the tension of her approaching orgasm she used her thumb to stimulate her clitoris. She stifled her climactic cries for fear of waking her baby and gasping she brought herself down from the peak to a semblance of peace, but it was only a semblance for she was physically and emotionally worn out. She put the finger she had used in her vagina into her mouth, tasting herself, and gradually. Just by looking at them, I could imagine how sweet and tasty they would be. With her mouth opened while she breathed I could smell her sweet and sugary little-girl breaths. With one hand rested on the back of her neck, I pulled my face closer to hers and kissed the girl on the lips. At first, she hesitantly licked my tongue. My tongue lapped around with hers, sloshing her saliva around. It was a wet kiss. The surface of her tongue was soft, as was the internal lining of her cheeks. Her mouth. Only until she could get over her depression, forgive me for what I had done, to stop my heavy drinking, and I would look for another job. We would talk a couple of times a week at first and try to work things out. To be nice I told Marisa I would be the one leaving. In a few short days I found a single bedroom apartment in a nearby town around thirty minutes away. Signing on to be a month by month tenant since I wasn't sure how long I would be there. Kissing my wife good bye I moved out of our.