The sight of this thick tail and heavy testes had made my Anne totally cool. I looked too short and put me back to bed and waited for my wife reappear.... After a few minutes my wife came back into the bedroom and lay down quietly again. Anne snuggled up to me and I pretended to wake up.I could smell her horniness before I touched it. She kissed me passionately and drove down to my cock, which was already semi-rigid. She stroked my shaft standing after a short time. I went the image of my Anne in. I bent her legs and pressed them up to expose her anus. I probed it with my tongue, just a touch, and heard her gasp as I touch it before her pussy. When I released her thighs her knees remained bent and splayed to the sides opening herself to me perfectly. I stuck my tongue out flat and licked from the bottom of her pussy to the top in long, slow licks with only slight pressure as it moved over her lips and the clitoral hood.I listened to her reactions, the gasps, moans, and mutterings. If. She walked all over the house, in & out of each room, exploring like an adventure. She then found herself in the hallway when she walked past & caught her reflection in a full length mirror in the hall. Charlotte was so relaxed when she explored & wandered around the house, she forgot she was TOTALLY NAKED until she saw her reflection.As she looked at her reflection, she started admiring her own nude body. Something she hadn't done before. Her tits looking pert with her nipples erect which. "You never replied to any of my private messages. 'ShigalegBoy.'" I seldom reply to men," I replied. Even to myself I sounded like an automaton. "Too many complications. I didn't expect you to pry." I didn't pry," he said gently. "'Betty's bOObs 01' was there when the screensaver faded." I had forgotten I'd been working on it that morning before breakfast – often my most creative time. Damn it all, I'm just not used sharing my computer so have no internal privacy.Greg continued, "I guessed.