I want to hear. Come and kiss me.” Across the hall, Susan and Peter entered the master bedroom. Susan noticed the open door and went on in, leaving ...hat door open, too.Adam took Maria’s tiny body in his arms as she rose on tiptoes to kiss him. Their lips merged, their tongues caressed each other, and their hands wandered wherever they could.Maria broke the kiss, “God you’re tall. Let’s get horizontal. But wait...” She quickly unbuttoned her sweater and unhooked the front closure of her bra. Her. She was determined to push him away, no matter how wonderful his lips felt but he held on, breathing warm breath on her cheek when he pulled away. ‘Do I have to warn you again?’ ‘Yes.’ She said dreamily, then snapped out of the dream. ‘Uh, n-no. You don’t have to kiss me again.’ Martin smiled, slowly releasing her. ‘It wasn’t that bad, was it?’ The way she touched her lips told him that it wasn’t but he decided to leave her with that realization for now. As sunshine cascaded into the room, he. I feel the thin strip round my crotch begin to stretch and squeeze hard against me. You pull tighter, and the material slips between my moist labia into my slit. I gasp sharply at the sensation: a little squeak escapes from my throat. I feel your body trembling against me. You too are aroused and excited. Now your fingers find the lacy edge of my panties and tug at them, pulling them to one side, nuzzling into the dark wiry hairs of my bush. Oh god – what if anyone can see my pussy hairs?. I married my cousin Susan Haylock when I was twenty-one. We have three children and five grandchildren. I served with the regiment for twenty-seven years before I was forced into retirement by Government cutbacks in the number of Army personnel. I was a Major at the time and I had high hopes of becoming the regiment's commanding officer.Susan and I were in a very comfortable middle age. She had her interests and I had mine. We even had separate bedrooms. Two or maybe three times a year we would.