He poors two glasses of sparkling white wine for them. In each others' arms they toast and take a sip. He offers her to drink a gulp from his mouth, w...hich leads to their first kiss with dancing tongues. Soon they need both hands for their caresses everywhere on bare skin, which give her sudden shivers down her spine. He turns her around to face the mirror. He wants Lena to look at herself the way he sees her. He stands close behind her, holds her breasts and points out how her nipples have. So with the tiniest of sighs, and a growing manhood he follows her down the stairs. They stroll into the wonderful heat of the afternoon. The feel of the sun on his naked skin. The perfumes of the flowers and the buzzing of the bees, has well and truly changed his mind.He takes her gently in his strong tanned arms, and kisses her tentatively on the mouth. Just teasing her lips with his, then gently biting and finally moving to her neck. To that spot, which will either drive her wild with. . uh ... thing we’re here to find.”“The sword?” she asked with a giggle.“Yeah ... that...” Those were such lush tits.Angela sheathed her blade and nodded. She walked to it, her ass wiggling, the thin strip of chainmail loincloth swaying, showing flashes of her butt-crack. Red hair bounced. She kicked the half-rotted door apart, her blue eyes flashing as she gave me a look over her shoulder.I grunted, setting down my ax and following. I sneezed once, my cock throbbing harder and harder. Damned. Since before his Holly got sick. Roger thought he’d need it, and we know he won’t leave the house anytime soon to get it on his own.’ The conversation ended on that note, and they said their goodbyes. Cynthia thought back to yesterday, to the bathtub. Now she understood the look in his eyes, the curiosity and the need. Holy shit, she thought, I couldn’t live without sex for a year or more. This led to two more thoughts. First, he had lived without sex for more than a year. Instead, he had.