Off went her bra and her jockey panty. There she lay all naked with one of the best bodies i had ever imagined. The sight of a clean shaven cunt which...had no freckles or stretch marks invited my tongue towards it. I lay by her side and took her hand and kept it on my dick, she started caressing instantly. She insisted in removing my dress herself and did one by one. She held my cock and played with it as i hold her boobs and gave her pleasure. I sucked her boobs and went down to her love hole. " I don't know," I replied. "It's like it started with a slow trickle but it's led to the emotional equivalent of a dam bursting. A lot of repressed emotions and passion finally coming to a head as it were." Wasn't Alan's second wife called Pamela?" Annie asked, a frown upon her pretty face."Yes, she was and yes, it's the same person," I replied. "However before you get on your high horse, I have to point out that she was a widow when Alan wed her and you met her several times when we visited. Some seem to manage it in abundance with hardly a thought, others appear to have no clue though they struggle and seek. Christine and I drove over the mountains to spend a day in Leavenworth, a little town in the Cascades that plays up its Bavarian motif and strives hard to present a South German / Tirolian cultural experience to the tourists. It was a delightful day and we both enjoyed the time and the adventure together, and she chatted with me about memories of Switzerland, which in the east. I closed his eyes and began to rinse the soap off my body, using the handheld shower head to rinse myself clean. Just as I returned the shower head to its holder, the shower curtain was violently ripped open. Before me stood my wife, clad in only a t-shirt and jeans, holding a very sharp knife. 'Get out and get on your knees', she demanded, waving the knife in a very threatening manner. Not wanting to make her angry, I complied with her demand.She had me raise my arms over my head, where she.