I knelt down on the floor to be faced with her legs spread apart, I pulled her knickers down over her hips and off over her feet, there, for the first...time I was to look at a full size female pussy, I had seen my cousin Babs pussy, trim, tight and never been used, but she was only 14 at the time, so for me now to look and dwell upon my aunts wet, gaping cunt almost made me cum then. I slipped one, two, then three fingers inside, it was just like a honey pot, sticky with thick love juice which. We were married in the garden of her parents' home three months later. Her parents also gave us a honeymoon gift of a trip to Paris. Our only son was born nine months later. ********We went up the back stairs to our home after our sunset walk, I lifted her up and carried her across the threshold like we were on our honeymoon. She giggled putting her arm around my neck as I carried her over to the kitchen bar and placed her down gently on the overhang. Looking into her eyes I sad, “I missed. We saw each other often naked. Now I don’t have any shame left. I even shaved my pubic hair. During siesta, we usually lay on our beds naked to let the breeze, if any, cool us down. We still haven’t touched each other or made love. I often wondered if Michael was interested in me, but once I caught him looking at me and I saw his penis swelling more than usual. I fell in love with him long ago, on a previous documentary shoot amongst the Bushman of the Kalahari Desert. Michael was still married. But I felt that there was no turning back, my lively hood was at stake. Lorenzo was well pleased with my decision. We kissed, and I felt energized by him. My body was hungry for him, and I knew that he felt the same about me. I remembered how good he made me feel the night before and replayed it in mind. I began to stroke my pussy as I watched his bulge grow. Lorenzo told me how much he was missing her (my pussy) as he began stroking his big erection and watched me.