We exchanged lots of those hot, wet, little kisses...purring to each other...We kept getting hotter and hotter...our kisses getting longer...our tongu...s going deeper. Our purrs became whimpers begging for more and more...I slid my fingers of both hands softly down her back...she squealed into my mouth and fucked her tongue to my throat, keeping it there while sliding up so I could reach all of her, her arms over the top of my head...I slid my fingers through her ass, caressing her between her. I groaned, my wife’s familiar mouth wrapped about my cock. I shuddered, breathing in deeply as she sucked my shaft.I smelled the perfume she wore.I’d forgotten she put on perfume before going to Pilates. It seemed weird. She claimed she did it to keep herself smelling good. I could detect her sweat beneath it and a salty musk. I frowned, my wife bobbing her mouth up and down my dick, her eyes staring up at me wide with fright, the color drained from her face.“Relax,” I told her. “You have. " That's a very good point. I hope you're right. I'd hate to spend some time in Leavenworth (the military prison) just because I volunteered to win the war!" Yeah, but I ain't fired a shotgun since I last went hunting back in 1914, before the war. What with working full time in the mill and part time at the garage fixing tractors, I ain't had any time for hunting. I'll need some time to get my eye and reflexes back. A shotgun ain't nothing like shooting that there '03 Springfield rifle.I guess. "Dee nodded at that and whispered, "For sure."Marie started to chuckle as she said, "Something Tom always said, and it is sooooo true! 'Meaningless sex, a fuck for a fuck's sake, is nothing more than overly complicated masturbation. It's less hassle and less of a mess to take things in your own hand. Literally'."Dee had started to repeat it along with Marie causing both to giggle at the end."I take it you've heard it as well," giggled Marie to a nodding Dee.Dee snorted. "But, It's so true!"They.