My wife filled her coffee cup and was on her way.She was no sooner out of the driveway and I was in the bathroom againwith my robe off looking in the ...irror. I couldn't believe it. My skinlooked like a woman's. I rummaged through the drawer in the kitchen andgrabbed the tape measure. I found a pencil and backed up to a wall andmade a mark on the wall at the top of my head. I measured it and it wasonly sixty eight and a half inches. I was seventy two inches lastnight. I pulled on a pair of. I pulled her up to her hands and knees and positioned my raging boner up against the soft shaven lips of her vagina.As I slowly entered her i had the sensation of slow motion and had a hard time believing i could be so lucky to not just talk to this creature but be able to make love to her at the same time.Well we made love untill 7:00 a.m. the next morning.We didnt stop untill the orgasms had drained every last ounce of energy we had in our bodies.As the sun came in through the window shade. While unbuttoning her blouse top she stops me get herself blouse unbuttoning off and my t-shirt too I gave tight kissing which we went for long time that was great smooching rolling our tongues and sucking lips. I off her top and she unzipped her skirt. Angie was only with black bra and panty on that day her panty was Most to remember it was yellow and had small flowers printed and side had frill. I step back gaze her inner beauty firm boobs covered and gorgeous ass inside panty front was. He had played hard and worked hard and had slept with more than his fair share of women but it really hadn’t even dented his all-consuming desire for Fiona. Her first words on the phone not three hours ago had revived all his dormant desire, no, his hopeless love for her. Now being with Fiona again he was forced to acknowledge that she was without doubt better than all his past conquests. The more he thought about the matter the more he realised that she was the only woman that he had met who.