You'll feel like you wont be able to live without her. You'll think about her all the time. You'll want to live with her, and be with her all the time.... But sexual feelings are close to that, and they confuse people, sometimes. You like what's happening, and you don't want to live without THAT. When that happens, what you're in love with is sex... but not necessarily the woman you're having sex with."That made sense. I nodded, and told her what I thought that meant."So slow is better, because. So if I refer to themI'll refer to them as 3 and 20. I've enjoyed wearing things that fit tight all my life, and the 20 knew this, and we dabbled in me wearing silk things madefor men. But it wasn't the same. She did however join me in my liking of ass play. We would make love with a vibrator in my ass, with the right power she would enjoy the vibrations that flowed thru my cock and into her pussy. It's like having a living vibrator hitting her gspot. And she loved it. It all slowlyfaded away. ” Eva immediately started to pull down the zipper on her tight spandex costume, and as the zipper moved down past the middle of her stomach, her huge milk-laden breasts strained against the material as her lovely cleavage came into view. We all watched as Eva continued to pull the zipper down past her pussy and then up to the top of her ass crack, and her fat labia lips, covered in blonde hair, came into view when the costume parted at the front.We were all amazed at Eva’s sensual beauty, and I. I looked over at Debbie. She was still fast asleep. Apparently the beer had more of an effect on her. She looked so beautiful under the cover of the morning skies as the sun began to rise in all it’s glory. The rising waters were splashing at her inner thighs as well, but yet she remained asleep to the world. I sat for some time just admiring her gorgeous hair and face in the morning light as she lay there quietly in the sand.After a while the tide had risen to the point where the waters.