Her finger found the top of her crease, opened the lips, found her pleasurebutton lying quietly within. It awakened to the pressure, grew, emerged tob...e stroked.Yes, yes. It's been too long. Vicky's right. I need to feel like a woman,desired, wanted. I need it, need to feel myself mount as I am filled, needto feel release, relief.Beth's finger pressed, sawed little circles, her love knob growing underher pressure. She arched, caressed her breast with her under arm, claspedher thighs to capture. One night, as I sat in my room, I turned my head to glance across at the apartment opposite where a light switched on in one of the bedrooms. The mother stepped inside, a black blouse which showed off her wonderful cleavage, and a short tight skirt which showed her wonderful ass when she bent over.I leaned up on my bed as I stared across, trying to keep myself in the darkness of my room as she stepped back and forth out of sight for a few minutes, before she stepped across to the window and. When I returned home I changed into shorts only and my wife was mostly dressed in a short dress.Getting more comfortable and feeling freer I started to walk around in the house in my underpants only too and my wife changed her dress for little short and little top and sometimes I undressed her and then she walked around in bra and panties only. This happened also during day time and the kids and the servants did see her that way too.Then one day it was very hot and my underpants did not feel. He seemed to be asleep already. It was evening when he felt her blissfully close, her soft breath on his stiffening rod, before she took it in her mouth. A gasp of pleasure was followed by a deep moan as she bobbed her head half way down, her lips fastened, feeling every groove. With her free hand she caressed his loins, still brimming with seed. They had hardly even spoken a word, and yet she was now preparing to fasten him inside her for a second time, moaning out as he felt him take shape.