I think his sons felt I did love their father. Let me get my coat off and I’ll see what she sent.”The package was a fat bubble pack and she used s...issors to cut across the top. Wendy up-ended it and bundle of old letters tumbled out. They were tied tightly together with string. In the corner of the first envelope, Wendy’s name and address sticker was visible and it was addressed to a Franklin Piscetti. It was obviously old and worn a bit from being handled. A loose folded sheet of paper also. " When I stepped out of the shower, wrapped in a towel, I pictured you standing just a bit away, far enough that you couldn't touch me. I unwrapped just one breast and circled the nipple with my finger, looking out as if looking at you. I licked my finger and began tracing the other nipple and imagined you watch as it got hard, pointing toward you as if beckoning. Of course, by this time, you would be hard and dripping yourself, almost bursting without even a touch.... ... I then licked my. She slowly slid her hand down and took my dick in her hand and began to move her hand up and down. I soon cummed in her hand. I too slid my hand into her pussy and was finger fucking her with two fingers, her cunt was too tight. She had an orgasm soon. All this while we were in water up to our waist. We could not go beyond that at that time so we went to a near beach resort and booked a room there. Once inside the room we removed our clothes in no time and were kissing each other and Rollin in. ”Debbie put her own empty glass back in the hamper, and turned toward Susan. Their lips met in a soft kiss which quickly deepened and became more passionate. They were alone, in a private spot, and had not been able to make love to each other for what seemed like forever. Debbie reached behind Susan and unfastened her bikini top, just as Susan did the same to her. Two scraps of cloth fell to the blanket and the two women pressed their bodies together. As their embrace deepened they stretched.