Mandy, my pretty young wife went upstairs for her bath at about 4 and I watched her undress in the bedroom and then she lay soaking in the bath. Almos... immediately I got my first hit, while soaking in the bath she cupped her fine tits, a good handful at 36D and started to give them a good mauling. Since we first met some four years ago I've always know she like her tits worked on and the fastest way of getting her off was to spend some time on them; not the most arduous task in the world. Then. It was the very thing that her aunt had tried to describe to her, and yet she instinctively knew no one could ever begin to articulate.She knew now what all the fuss was about. It was about this unbelievable feeling of being joined with another human in a perfect union. She was no longer frightened of it, and now she would seek it out over and over again whenever she could. She could now wait patiently for another orgasm in this nirvana of pleasure.She had slipped into a comfortable, fluid. " Don't be silly" Connie replied to my surprised daughter, "Your Mommy and I have very little secrets from each other, as you probably noticed in the dressing room earlier" adding with a big smile and a wink."Well, she's not my..." my daughter tried to correct Connie, but my wife interrupted her."It's fine" My wife blurted out. "You know that I've always considered myself your Mom, but the fact that there's only 10 years difference between us makes it a hard sell." My wife added with a. We pressed each other. We were embracing hard. After sometime we loosened our embrace. We opened our eyes. We looked each other. She said, “Thanks for coming.”I love you so much. That’s why I have come. I saw her eyes glowing in passion. Slowly our faces moved for a kiss. Our faces moved further. She held my face. My face was in her palms. She kept one of her thumb finger on my lips. I gave a kiss on it. She rubbed my lips with the finger. She looked into my mouth passionately. I saw her mouth.