" he lost his words mid sentence as his fingers delved into me. As he discovered the wetness that along with my voice, begged him, urged him to explor.... My head thrown back now in abandonment, his fingers taking advantage where they could. His fingers weren't practiced but they were keen. I'd always been a fan of avidness and he was proving to be less selfish than I'd imagined. In fact, he was proving to be quite the giver under my command. "Harder!" I cried wildly now, my face unrecognisable. I'll carry a purse! You win! You win,again!"They sat down to dinner in silence, and after dinner Gloriainformed him that he would have to model some of hisdresses for her so she could make some alterations. Some ofhis dresses needed to be taken in a little."Whatever," he said.He slipped into one of his pretty silk dresses, a gleamingsheath in a colorful floral print of red and yellow andorange. He wore his white slip, and since his dress wasmostly red his wife told him to wear his red pumps.. I really expected her to stop me but she merely smiled and moaned alittle sweeter. I next moved my finger between her cheeks and startedfingering her anus.I didn't try to enter her, as I knew it was too soon and I didn't wantto hurt her. After a minute or two of this she moaned out that she wasgoing to cum and the next second I eased my finger into her tight analopening. Amy cried out and she shook like she was having a seizure. Even thoughwe were in the shower I could feel the slick fluid as. He smiled, his piercing eyes telling me that he had wanted this so badly, and whispered in my ear, ‘Only for you, Gina,’ and then kissed me again. I couldn’t believe that what I had wanted and dreamed of, he’d wanted too. Or that our feelings were just as strong without seeing each other for 2 years. And we just made it happen. This all brought me back to the picture. ‘Why’d you draw that picture?’ I asked. ‘I had a dream about you a few days ago. You were looking back with tears in your eyes..