"There are many things in life that are meant and supposed to be forgotten." She told me from her hospital bed. "Careless words said in anger especial...ly. If you can never forget, it makes even the smallest slights nearly impossible to forgive."She was beautiful and more than a little odd when she met my father at a party in New York. He was handsome, brilliant and more than a bit odd himself. Together, they were a perfect match. Their marriage was constantly rocky but it somehow held together.. After 30 minutes of massaging your body I turn you over to start the process again. I start on your shoulders and go to your arms. Then I massage your breasts, taking time with your nipples, massaging them in circles with my thumb. I go down your stomach and your hips. Then I reach the spot between your legs. I massage your lips and you moan. I find your clit and rub it in a circular motion. With my other hand I insert my middle finger inside you and find that spongy spot that sends you into. The aroma of warm bread wafted across the room and made her sniff the air eagerly. In the kitchen Bern was already up and about and putting together, what looked like, a feast fit for a king."Hey you're awake," Bern called with a smile."You're up early hun and that smells divine" Bridget replies already taking a seat at the table."Well I wanted to get up before you. There is no way I'm letting you go and do a full day of, exercise shall we say, with anything inside you"Bridget could hear her. Licked and kissed her navel and went directly for her pussy. She had nicely shaved and waxed her thighs. Felt so silky feeling them.A gentle kiss on her inner thighs and bit her gently right near her vagina. She moaned loudly this time. She was already wet. I just spread her skin and started licking her clit it was bitter and tasted weird but started loving it after some time. I thrust right into her vagina with my tongue and damn she was so tight. Fingering and licking at the same time it just.