Sitting down it felt quite sexy being totally naked with a fully clothed man standing around.He looked at me, I could see his eyes moving from my head...with my long blonde hair hanging down around my shoulders, only partly covering my small little titties, down to my waist, and my darker blonde hair at my pussy. My legs were crossed but being slim they looked long that way. He must have stared at me for thirty seconds before telling me he wanted to start.It was all normal stuff, some letters. Michelle was a sight to behold that morning! She was dressed in a pair of her western blue jeans that reminded me so much of the song, “Baby’s Got Her Blue Jeans On” by Mel McDaniel. She was absolutely gorgeous with the blue jeans and frilly, western blouse. I wasn’t sure if she had on a bra, but I didn’t think so as it looked like her boobs were floating kind of freely under her blouse. Her hair was tied back in a ponytail making her look more like a twenty-five year old than a forty year old.. Our wedding night was wonderful, mostly because for the first time I was able to feel my cock enveloped in the wet warmth of Jessica's pussy. Looking back, though, Jessica wasn't exactly an active partner.You see, in all the strictness of her upbringing, Jessica was taught that sex is dirty and wrong. It is a necessary part of marriage- a woman's wifely duty, if you will. But it is not something to be enjoyed or cherished. It is an ugly act that should only be performed under the covers, with. I felt like the captain of the ship which wasTo navigate through all the mountains and caves of her atlas map. TakingFull command of my 8″ ship I undocked into the silky smooth material of herBlouse with my desperate fingers. I opened each hook of the blouse with myFingers timelessly as they enjoyed the softness of her breasts. Inside wasA lacy bra, pink in colour again. Seemed like she was celebrating a PinkDay. As I slipped the blouse off her shoulders and down her arms, I lay myHead on her.