Haven't lost my touch! Without even thinking about the fact that I wassetting my husband's hair, my talent and learning took over. The rollerwound its...lf effortlessly over and over about six times before it tightlycollided with Jim's scalp.Jim jumped. I patted his shoulder and asked: "Missy, give me a pick!"The pick came immediately. I could not help myself, saying to myself,this is for not telling me your secret all these years. I rammed the pickhome into the curler and, unfortunately, into. I'll have to start from the beginning so please bear with me.I met my very beautiful and sexy wife about 12 years ago. I knew that she was the one for me the minute I laid eyes on her. We dated for quite a while without having sex and I respected her for the choice she made. That still doesn't mean I wasn't dying to get into her pants and sample her sweat juices. Then one day it finally happened. I made love to her. I was clumsy and wasn't very good even though I had done it once or twice. Ranjita looked homely in her brown saree. She stood 5’5, brownish complexion and had proportionate sizes. She was not slim by any means but not fat either. Her body is voluptous, bulgy with required curves in her hips. She looked like any mature indian aunty at such an age. Her breasts looked rounded and more than enough to be held in a guy’s palm. I never thought I would be kneading the same breasts with my palm that night. I let her inside as she brushed past me.Once inside, she started doing. I smile and tell you to hold me. You pull your body over on top of me and stare down into my face. The love that shines through to each other. We smile and giggle and kiss, you on me and me on you. Tasting the most exquisite combination. My arms wrap around you and I press my breast into your chest. My legs wrap around you like we were meant to always be this way.You are hard again, and I am so very wet and ready. You look into my eyes, and with one hand, you slide your penis into me. My eyes.