As much as I enjoyed her taste and smell anytime, my wife drew me like a starving man to a banquet when we were both fresh from the shower. Something ...about being so clean always made me feel like doing something very dirty!On this particular night, after reaching her first orgasm at the tip of my curious and nimble tongue, my beautiful wife returned the favor by licking, nuzzling, and sucking me with all of the skill she had perfected over many years of marriage and countless previous. But hey, it’s our song. So, let’s go.Paul begins to sing “Hey Paula” and for the first five lines it sounds just the same as always. Several people who are in the audience will later report that they closed their eyes for this part, and not being able to see Paula’s absence could imagine that she was there. However, the next five lines have been sung, each time, by the little girl ... until now. As had been done last week, Wander Shyler’s keyboard takes the place of the missing singer’s vocals.. ”I mean in a swimsuit. I’ve been in such cold places and I’m missing the sun.”Oh, well I have some homework I need to get finished.”Maybe you could take some pictures of me, you have a good eye.”Sure, just let me know when.”“Now, in the backyard.”You mean.”Never mind, I know I’m not young anymore.” I finished his sandwich and put his plate in the sink and then went to his room. She finished her food and then went upstairs to change. She stopped at his door and apologized for being out of. I slipped a finger inside my tight, dripping pussy. With my other hand, I let my round breast escape the tiny bikini top and pulled on my nipples. While playing with my boobs, the door flew open and there stood Rob with lust in his eyes. Shocked, I quickly removed my hands and placed them at my sides. What he did though, surprised me. He laid next to me and kissed me deeply while tracing my thigh with his fingertips. I could feel the obvious erection pressing against my thigh. I wrapped my leg.