I got to her clit and sucked it and flicked it with my tongue and worked her pussy with my mouth for close to 20 mins before she jumped up and had me ...tand up and she sat on the edge of the bed and unzipped my pants. Her eyes opened up as if she couldnt believe what she saw and she made a small cry like a little kid with a nice new toy and she began to kiss it and hold it with both hands and lick it and began to admire it as she slowly worked it in her mouth inch by inch. She began to gag and. It gave me hope when we had sex three days in a row. When I saw you melt into Rick’s arms and press up against his body, I thought to myself It’s still in her. She still wants to have sex.“Then we came home and had sex twice that night and twice the next day and once the day after that. I realized, or at least I believed, that the problem wasn’t me or you or our marriage. We needed a catalyst to get us interested in each other again. That’s all. I figured we needed to add something to spice. Morgan nodded and looked at Aunt Jean. “And how was Mrs. Logan’s meal?” he asked. Aunt Jean had a grin on her.“It was truly wonderful and my husband here knows more about wines than he let on. That Pinot Noir was excellent.” She said. I missed the “husband” part and looked at Morgan with one eyebrow raised thinking about his addressing my Aunt as“Mrs. Logan”. I felt a finger on my lips as I was about to open them to protest but I kept silent after that. Aunt Jean pulled me toward the door. “Now how about we explore this beach?” I suggested. “Do we get dressed?” Gail asked. “No we go nude. Okay?” Surprisingly she agreed. I advised sun screen as we were both a bit fair and there was no point in getting burnt at the beginning of our holiday. Now Gail could understand the necessity of the huge pump container I’d put just outside the front door. “I’ll do your back if you’ll do mine,” I offered. It was pleasant rubbing the sunscreen over her arms, neck and back. I was able to.