The taste was fantastic as always. I went to bathroom to clean myself. When I was coming out of the bathroom with a soft hand towel in my hand............ drying water from my washed pussy >>>>>>>>>>> I saw him coming towards me. He hugged me tight and went to bathroom. The door was open and I could see him peeing in standing position.We were sleeping naked on the bed hugging each other and were talking in love that what we did in our days of distance. We went to sleep after some time.I got up. It was exactly 8 years ago she got married to an engineer, selected by her parents. He was good looking, educated and was employed in a public sector company getting near five figure salary. My parents were very happy and she also felt same and why not?Her dreams were shattered just after marriage. On the first night she was very excited and had listened to her mother and some friends about what would actually happen and was eagerly awaiting for that moment. But her husband chose to take rest. He had also instructed me to wear open crotch tights of light tan, under the dress which if anything only emphasised my bald pussy more, framing it to the world.It had never for a moment occurred to me till we entered the hall that of course there were still people employed in the company that knew my husband David and myself; after all he’d only left there about 4 years previously. Within a few moments I saw several faces I recognised and over the course of the evening I was chatted to by. This girl as was as fine-looking as I suspected. Like me, she kept her pubic hair closely trimmed. And as I moved my hand down to wash the sand and salt out of my pubes and gash, I was wishing that it was her hand doing it. Or that my hand was doing that to her bush.She moved next to me, and we brushed against each other a few times as we washed our hair and bodies. Even though it should normally take only 2 minutes or so to do this, we both lingered. I did not want to leave her so soon, and.