I took my free hand and undid my belt. Together, we unbuttoned my pants. She opened my pants and slid her hand into my pants but over my underwear.I l...t out another moan as she rubbed me. I cupped her breast in my hand and started to close my fingers until I lightly pinched her nipple. She let out another moan. I started to pull her sweatshirt up. She moved both of her hands down, grabbed the bottom of it and pulled it over her head. It was the first time I had ever seen her breasts. They. That lunchtime I go in and buy almost every mag She’s got – I can never have too many mags – and because in newsagents they don’t give you a brown paper bag for your mags like the dirty bookshops do, I ask for a carrier bag. That evening, I go to my locker to get my carrier bag and set off for home and to look at my new mags. Who should be chatting in the car park with Her husband and his work colleagues but the lady who saw Wanker buy a stack of mags today, perving over them with eager lustful. But I think she's doing this on purpose, so our first year anniversary is comic up and I plan on getting at least a bj. And I know exactly where I want it, in my bathroom shower with hot water running down us as we passionaly explore each other body. First I would undress her and we would kiss as we both walk into the shower I'd turn the hot water on as I feel her smooth body making my way down to her toned ass. She would moan and cry to my curious fingers explore her body then I'd work my. We got to the water edge and just dabbled our feet in the water to cool down. We splashed one another and had a good old laugh about the lads back in the dunes. She said, “Wouldn’t it be nice to have a barb down here tonight? We could have a nice swim in the nude as well.” I agreed. We brought with us a couple of those instant barby’s with us so that was ok. We made our way back to the sand dunes only to find that the chaps were tiding up there towels etc and they said that were enjoying there.