She turned to me and asked if she could kiss me. Gallantry, or not, I couldn't refuse an invitation like that! It had been too long since I had felt t...e touch of a woman. Our lips met, and our hands began to explore. She letme undress her, and in the light of the moon entering the tent, I realized what a treasure I had in my hands. Her beautiful body was exposed to me, and my eyes drank in the sight. Her breasts were stunningly large and firm, for someone so young. She was well curved, but. Make-up became bolder, eyeshadow smokier and perfume muskier andmy nails became longer and redder, matching my full glossy lips. I oftenwore my hair up in a high ponytail or a smart bun, purely for thepleasure of taking it out and shaking it loose when an opportunity aroseto tease someone I caught looking at me.Naturally, with a look that screamed "available" I did attract lots ofmale attention. I was asked out for dates lots of times, by the hotbarista at the coffee shop, by the hunky. When she was nice and clean; she put a leg on either side of tub and moved her hand down to her mound. Cherry spread her lips and finding her clit started stroking it gently. Slipping a finger inside her; she started finger fucking herself. Moving her hand faster she felt the buildup go throughout her body and when her climax came; she let out a low moan. When she came back to herself, she got out of the tub and walked wet and naked into her bedroom carrying the wine bottle. Laying down on her. I swear, I'm as bad as some guys I know.I had gone to Antoines. I definitely remembered that. I had armed myself with a generous but not excessively large strapon, a mere 8 inch one. After all, I couldn't expect everyone I met to have Sally's capacity or endurance.As it turned out, what I was packing had turned out to be ample. I had picked up this just into middle age blonde female named Carol. She was another one who thought that she was outsmarting someone by taking her wedding rings off. I.