A matching bra and I was ready. I turned the on the phone and aimed it at the mirror to get a shot of myself then walked downstairs pointing the phone...in front of me. I stood at the bottom of the stairs, my heart was pounding and I thought "it's now or never", so I just opened the living room door and waltzed in! My plan was to walk through the living room and into the kitchen with my phone up in front of me as if I was reading a text, but I could see you through on the screen!" And I can. 30 years wasted but all we can do now is try and make up for lost time.As I said we have fulfilled some of our fantasies - starting with a couple we met in a hotel, and moving onto a couple of dogging evenings (that is unbelievable) and my wife picking up two men in a pub and going home with them, leaving me to imagine what might be happening to her (a strange but very erotic experience).However the most exciting thing to happen from my point of view is, on the face of it, extremely tame. “I’m fine,” she answered, perhaps a little too abruptly. Her eyes lingered on him for a little longer, and then she smiled at her husband, not only to reassure him but to reassure herself. She went sat down with him near the top table, with Myron’s parents.For the whole evening she was in an odd mood. Memories of times gone by kept flashing in front of her eyes. She saw herself as she was when she knew him, when she was eighteen years old. She remembered how close they were, how much they had. ." the woman nodded and smiled thinly and went back to watching the movie, crossing her arms over her chest and shaking her head! The girl sitting next to me began to slowly masturbate me although the tips her slim fingers didn't quite meet as she pumped my shaft slowly. I undid the buttons of my trousers and shrugged them down over my hips to my knees; pushing my finger deeper into the girl's tight cunt as I did so. She threw her head back and softly groaned as the tip of my finger, deep.