“Let’s wash each other,” she said, running her hands over his chest. Predictably, he washed her breasts first, which made her giggle, but then h... moved on. Her body felt familiar to him now, and he took his time exploring every inch of her as he washed her. He even crouched down to wash her feet and between her toes, which tickled her. Then it was her turn to wash him. She deliberately left his manhood until last, interested to see what would happen. As she caressed his cock and stroked his. I sat on the bed and waited sheepishly, until John turned and walked over, and sat down next to me with two glasses of wine. He placed one on the nightstand and then turned to me. He placed one hand on the small of my back, and raised the glass to my lips with the other. I took a large gulp of wine, but some trickled down my chin. He quickly leaned in and kissed me licking the trickle away, then pulled me into him his tongue exploring my mouth. I put my arms around his neck, and we continued to. You feel the tip of my cock teasing you, I push it over your arsehole until you feel the slightest bit enter you. You moan but that makes it better for me. I give you another inch, very slowly, you take it well, it feels nice for you. Again slowly you get another inch but I don't stop until I've filled your ass. I thrust back out of you and then into you. The oil from my cock has made it just slide in you. You're looking in the mirror and you are dripping wet from the thought that you are tied. He loved the stamps for several reasons. The allure of their design, their history and the sheer survival of such flimsy pieces of paper.And also that he could still love possessing them; unlike his wife Margot.For Edwin had possessed her; when he was in his prime; respected as a captain of the Queen’s Artillery; and a force to be reckoned with here on the estate.But now he was passed his prime and simply wondering when his third heart attack would befall him.As for Margot, she’d not only lost.