Even stronger than last time. She held on tight. We swayed. I kissed her cheek. She asked: ‘Why?’ I replied: ‘It seemed to be the right thing to...do.’ She smiled and said: ‘Maybe it was exactly the right thing to do.’ Then she gave me a short kiss to the lips. We both smiled. We were still holding each other. She came back in for a longer kiss. This greatly amplified the feeling of union. I caressed her back. She made a soft sound. If she were to be a cat it would have been a purr. She rubbed. Robert stopped his kiss to admire his wife's gorgeous body."Did you wear this bra all day?" Robert asked as he ran his fingers lightly over her stiff nipples, which were poking through the open slits of the bra."May be," Megan took a deep breath as the feeling from her sensitive nipples was driving her hornier by the seconds. "Why? Are you worried that other men had seen your wife's nipples?" Hell, with great nipples like yours I don't mind letting other poor men to have a peek!" Robert pulled. ..ever, yet the tears were very real. "I didn't want this for you Kevin! I should have been here for you, Iwasn't, and now look at you!"I said the first thing that came to my mind, which turned out to be theright thing. "Mom, you're a girl, right? You turned out alright, Grandmamade sure of that. What happened is all my fault, and there wasn'tanything you could have done to change it. I admit that I like to dressup as a girl every now and then, and maybe I even thought about being agirl full. The trouble is, I don’t have the strength for all this sex. It’s lovely, but I just get worn out. So you see, it’s not that I don’t get jealous; but that feeling is counter-balanced by knowing that you’re having the excitement and fun you should at your age. And if after a night with Gwyneth with her perfect smooth adolescent skin and magnificent breasts, you come back to spend the day with me, well then how can I complain?”“It sounds like you’re attracted to her yourself.” I said, half.