" Oh Sarah, I am so happy being your wife. There is nothing I would ratherdo or be. I love you so." And I love you, Jenny," Sarah whispered to me. By ...ow Sarah had an armwrapped tightly around me, and I could feel her grinding her pelvis intomy hipbone. She was really getting hot. "Jen, let's get you out of thatbathing suit and into bed."I don't remember ever moving as fast as I did right then. In just a fewseconds, I peeled off the swimsuit and panties and slid - still wet fromthe tub - next. As to her mother, the patient did the same ‘on her mid-late sixties, amber eyes, light brown hair with a few greyish hairs, pale, elegant’ although their relationship was confirmed (both by the sister and herself) as ‘not the best’. Information as to her twin sister was indicated as ‘My best friend since childhood and my confident since we moved together’. A few sessions went on while we talked as to her other world: a place where she is happy, found the love and care of friends and a man. In. How he kept in such good shape was beyond me. I'd never seen him exercise a day in my life. Yet, he had a powerfully muscular frame, his arms and legs were well defined, and his chest even prompted me to run my hands over it when I pushed his unbuttoned shirt off of him.When I lastly pulled down his boxers, I gasped at his semi-erect penis. It wasn't huge like I'd seen in internet pornography, but it definitely was larger than any of the penises I'd seen or held in real life.I guessed it to be. I struggled to move my body to accomplish one last thing for myself. That was that I arched my back to rub my clit against the ribbed portion of its upper mouth.All it took was a couple brushes and I unleashed the wettest orgasm I ever had. I may have even squirted but in my present position, I was unable to check and really didn’t care to. The lightening which zapped up from my feet and down from my ears grounded itself in my pussy came into focus on my clit. It made my thighs as wet as my.