Our eyes met and that easy loving warmth passed between us. The way he looked at me made me feel so many wonderful things. I stared boldly back at him...as he followed me up the beach to where we had left our basket with our sandwiches and drinks in it."Did you like that?" I whispered, teasing him as I sat down on our blanket.He stood over me, looking down. The sun was high behind him and to me, he was a giant, silent silhouette. I slowly lifted my right leg and ran my big toe up and down his. "Jenna".Jenna sat still writing with one hand while the fingers of the other stroked her clit. 'The pleasure is great, ' she wrote, 'but it doesn't compensate for losing control, sure I should have had more of a sex life before, but it wasn't important at the time, now gradually it becomes all.' The two-inch lump of flesh between her wet fingers became slowly, but irresistibly, more important than the brain that was supposed to control it."How stupid!"In complete and sheer frustration Jenna. Empezar?a por las axilas.?Ser?a muy diferente a afeitarse la cara, como llevaba haciendo casitodas las ma?anas durante media vida? Bueno... s? y no... La mec?nica eramuy similar. El problema fue no conocer mis axilas como mi rostro. Conpaciencia y mucho rato de observaci?n, en unos diez minutos hab?a pasadola cuchilla por todas las partes en las que en alg?n momento podr?aaparecer vello. Me sent?a otra vez un poco est?pida al depilar lo que noten?a pelo.Luego me sent? en la taza y separ? las. I had been going for a couple hours when she asked if I'd like anything to drink. I declined and she handed me a bottle of water anyway. I thanked her and commented on her beautiful home. She was polite and we started some inane conversation.I don't exactly remember how it happened, but she mentioned that she was 42-years old. I do exactly remember my head snapping around and my jaw being wide open. "No way," was the cleverest thing I could muster. She smiled proudly and stood up, "You're just.