As she searched his eyes he smiled softly, meeting her gaze, his hand reaching up to rest against the warm skin of her cheek.“Has anyone ever told y...ou you’re beautiful?” He asked softly.She knew it was a cliche thing to say, but damn if she didn’t just melt into his embrace.She didn’t reply, she just kissed him again, more urgently, her hands moving to the ties of his armour and while she didn’t especially know what tie held what piece in place, she made up for her lack of armourer’s knowledge. "Why, all we ever did was fight," she said also truthfully."Yeah, but it always made my day when you walked by in next to nothing," I said with a big grin."You're nothing but a pervert," she said with a laugh. "And me your sister, too." You may be my sister but there's nothing wrong with your figure," I said.It must be the drink talking for I've never said things like this before."Yeah, I always knew you were watching me, too," she admitted.It must be the drink talking for her, too."Me and the. I have a hot Muslim boyfriend who is just as uninhibited and we used to have an amazing sex life – never missed a day of fucking even when I had my period. It was priority for us that we find time to fuck every single day. I love him but ever since he developed a blood sugar problem he can’t get hard as he used to and tends to come before I get near an orgasm. I’m a hot woman with a high sex drive and a pretty face so this is frustrating to me.For some months after our sex life took a dive I. Our relatives used to help me dress up every time there was a visit. The most surprising fact was that younger people were showing interest in me. There were more people around between 30-35 and having children from their first marriage.I was little hesitant in getting married to a much younger man. I was ok with plus or minus 2-3 years but definitely not with people younger than me by more than 5 years. When I told these things to my children, husband, and relatives, they said it’s OK to get.