She placed her hands on the outside of her thighs and started moving her hips up and down as she did before. Her face lit up and her lips were pursed...as that determined look reappeared. The movement in her hips increased. I wished I had sound as I could see her mouth form a circle surely releasing some moans.My pants were wet as I watched her bucking her hips up completely off the recliner cushion before suddenly closing her legs tightly and collapsing into the chair. She laid still for a. She poured me another scotch and then opened the door to her outdoor deck. The deck had high walls on both sides so we were able to enjoy a completely private view of the last few minutes of the sunset. The evening was warm and her hair smelled so good. “Would you be a dear and let me go freshen up for a few minutes?” And then she was gone. I wasn’t sure what to do next. The sky was full of red, orange, and purple and I really wanted to savor this moment. But I was also tempted to follow. In previous stories I've mentioned the true story of the time we spent in a Greek Museum and I have been asked many times to expand upon it.As you will remember my then wife worked for a large national airline so at least twice a year we would fly off somewhere hot and sunny. Greece was a favourite destination for both of us for not only did it has lovely sandy beaches it had lots of history too. About two years after we were married we booked to go to a small Greek island and for the life of. They quickly got into the bed and got undressed and threw the clothes on the floor. I took his underwear from that, it had precum in it. I took and licked it. I rubbed the underwear in my pussy as I was turned on by hearing them have sex on the top of the bed. My sister was moaning and he began to fuck her even harder.After more than an hour or so, he peeped down. I was masturbating and having a little fun. He said to me in a low voice that my sister was asleep and I can go out. I told him that.