Gemma and I were the best of mates, and nothing could ever break us apart. The worst day of my life was the day that I fell in love with her, merely ... few years afterwards. Knowing that she could never reciprocate my feelings, I stopped talking to her. She tried telling me that I had hurt her deeply, but what she did not know was that it must had been nothing compared to the heartbreak that I felt. It took her one month to find out what was going on. The day that she told me she had, found. Slipping my hands to her back I unclasped Annie's bra and allowed it to fall away from her body. Two beautiful and still firm breasts met my gaze, the pale pink areolae surrounding two stiffened nubs rising to our mutual passion."Oh Ben," she sighed as my lips closed around her nipple. "If only we'd known." We know now, my love," I replied, between moving from one nipple to the other as Annie's hand slipped into my briefs."That we do, but before we go any further, can we read the next chapter,. When I looked up Christian wasn’t even looking, he was merely holding a hand out. I looked at Ben for guidance. “He doesn’t just want to look at them,” Ben said, as though talking to a moron. Sighing, I looked around again apprehensively. No one was paying us any attention, and Richard was now holding court, talking to the landlord and his wife and a couple of regulars. Quickly I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my knickers, and by rocking from cheek to cheek I inched them down to the hem. I took my books and started reading something. Suddenly I heard the same noise of water dripping, I rushed to the bureau, I adjusted myself on top of the bureau and peeped through the ventilator. Wow…even now I can see that scene in my mind. She was totally nude…pouring water on her head…kept one leg on a stone and applying soap all over her thighs and pussy area… When she reached her pussy region, she started rubbing there for sometime…she closed her eyes and with one hand pressed her left.