I ask him to unhook my bra for me and sit up so he can reach it. His hands are trembling with desire as he reaches to free me. I lean back again and c...oss my arms over my breasts not ready to show him just yet. Slowly I remove the strap from my left shoulder, making sure that my arms cover my breasts at all times. I do the same with the strap over my right shoulder, sliding it down over my arm. He’s breathing hard and I feel his chest rising and falling fast against my back. He longs to feel. I had my hair till here. (Kavita pointing with her hand to her thigh). We married eventually, and over the years, I grew my hair to my knees, then till my calves.”“Wow, how lucky he must have been,” was my reaction.Kavita: You like my hair, don’t you? Rahul, I have seen you stare at my hair quite often. Correct me if I am wrong.Me: Ya, sorry. I just cannot ignore that beautiful hair of yours.Kavita: Would you like to touch them?I just couldn’t say anything. I was excited that I was getting this. “Your nude tan,” he said.“Foredeck,” she grinned naughtily. Tony was still susceptible to her smile even after all these years. “We had a Girl Zone, where the boys weren’t allowed to peek.”Tony went with it, smiling: “Why am I not surprised?”“I know, but come here, I’ve been missing you.” June clambered onto him and sank gratefully onto his instantly ready family nine-and-a-bit incher. “Ooh!” she ground and swirled her needy pussy around. She hadn’t had a fuck since the morning. “Ooooh, that’s. So too did a great big hug from Mum, and the gift of two of Mrs Johnson’s best 2lb pork pies together with a small jar of Colman’s ready made mustard; with a pot of tea they made a great celebration supper when we finally finished work that night!Julie and I also celebrated privately once we got to bed; she insisted on doing all the work “to reward you”, and although I pretended to protest, I did enjoy just lying back and letting her flow all over me! We even managed a sneaky bit of early.