"Calm yourself Emily," Clarrie whispered as we neared the top of the stairs, "Just do as he says and try to enjoy it. You probably will anyway after t...he first time or two." I was glad my tray had the freshly baked scones and jam and not the tea things she carried, even so, the plates jiggled and clattered against each other with my shaking. Carefully she balanced her tray on one arm and knocked on a panelled wooden door with a carved sign, 'Althorpe Copse'. I soon learned that all the rooms. For some minutes we just allowed our mouths and tongues to say, silently, how much we adored each other.She broke away, giggling. "However, it may have been only a happy coincidence, and I think we should carry out further research to test the hypothesis we really have regained, and retain, the dexterity for pleasuring each other." Before I could heartily concur she had mounted me, and we spent the next delicious hours on manoeuvres.During the next three weeks Caroline and I spent most nights. First the blouse that seems to be in your way, and then covering my bare upper body with light kisses and tender caresses. My body trembles as your hands cup my breast, fondling them, taking first one and then the other to your hungry lips. Your tongue runs along my body as I feel your hands leave my breasts only long enough to remove the rest of my clothes. With your hand rubbing along the calf of my leg I feel my lust burning hotter as I watch you quickly remove your clothes that had been. As much as I liked Wife’s ass, I was amazed when her bush came into view. She had a very hairy, jet black bush. Coupled with the breasts I had seen in the backyard, she looked like some kind of pagan fertility doll I had seen in a History of the Ancient World textbook (and masturbated to). She looked amazing. I was overwhelmed with the horniness of watching this sexy woman and her husband in a shower while I masturbated. As I was watching, the husband came up behind Wife. I saw his right hand.