They spent hours in mud packs, getting massages, using multiple oils and creams, plus anything that was on the market at that time. It did little good... They learned that they could not turn back the clock.Melissa wept as Michelle steered her back to the limo for a stiff drink. Michelle lost Ray Smith when he walked out on her the year before. "You're getting too old," Ray sneered as he packed his things. "Your cunt is just like sandpaper." "You're no spring chicken yourself," Michelle shot. Spasming with the pleasure you bring. I feel you stiffen again and can't resist the need to kiss you. To run my tongue over yours and I do. Reaching up I kiss you full on the mouth. I allow my tongue to ravish your mouth as you do for me in return, kissing me till I'm breathless with the need of you. Slowly you put me down and lean over me. I see you shaking and I look at you worriedly. You smile down at me and wash your body quickly and climb out ,leaning on the sink to brush your teeth. I. What brought us back together, and back to town, was our twenty-year high-school reunion. I wasn’t aware that she was coming, so was quite surprised to see her at the opening night cocktail party at the hotel where the reunion was taking place, and everyone from out of town was staying; although in retrospect she didn’t seem surprised at all. Anyway, it turned out that we were both divorced and there as singles. We drank a little, danced a little, and talked a lot. About eleven, she professed. .. delicious," I whispered.She couldn't take her eyes off me. She just stared as I continued licking my fingers. Finally she spoke "This is really the first time you've ever been with a woman?"I continued licking and staring at her. I leaned forward and sucked her nipple into my mouth again. She moaned.I leaned back, looking at her sprawled on my front seat with her shirt open and her nipples exposed, legs spread wide."That pussy is mine. From this moment on that pussy belongs to me. You don't.