She said the second week of August would be perfect, so I planned accordingly. I told Charli what I was planning of course, in private and after a par...icularly satisfying session in bed. She cried and hugged me, and she also tried to talk me out of going. I cried too, but I held firm. I wanted advice from an objective source.A few days before I was scheduled to leave, I was in the bedroom packing a suitcase with warm weather stuff, swimsuits and skimpy clothing. (There isn't much need for that. I love to observe the white threads of hair regrowth that in normal times she hides with dye, but that give her an intriguing appearance as a mature milf. And then there are the smells, the natural fragrance of her body that smells like a woman and gives off pheromones not covered by the perfumes she normally uses. So yesterday evening full of these desires and the long forced abstinence I reached her in Latvian, she was intent on chatting with her cell phone, (obviously with her lover) she was. We said goodbye, smiling at one another as we did. “Hey, I had a wonderful time last night. Did you?” Theresa asked, interrupting me. “Ohhh hey Theresa,” I said, surprisingly. I smiled and looked right at her. My smile grew. “I did too. Really, I did too.” I didn’t know what else to say. I was at a loss for words. “Want to come back over tonight?” she said. I was shocked at the offer. “Really, you mean it? You want to get together again?” I said. “Ohhhhhhh sure,” she said. “I’d love it.” Her. She was moaning like an animal tonight. More then any time before.I was guessing the moon was close to the earth or something.I continued to fuck her very warm and inviting pussy and she moaned louder and louder.I was surprised noone heard any of this.Just as I was getting into a great rhythm, kristina jumps off the counter and into my arms, with my cock still fucking her. pretty impresive."Take me to the washing machine NOW" she demanded againI was a little surprised, i used to hear stories.