As the waves pounded onto the shore it was a sexual metaphor for what I wanted to do to her, I wanted to be pounding her hard, I wondered if she felt ...he same thing, the energy from the sea almost in touch with my inner feelings. I listened to her every word as I always did and got lost on each word, every word she spoke from her soft lips gave me a funny feeling deep inside, again I wondered if she ever felt the same when I spoke.As we walked back to the town we stopped for a drink to warm. The little minx put her hands on the top of his head and pushed him down lower so his lips were at the rear end of her slit and he was in position to push deep inside her vagina with his exploring tongue. The sounds of her whimpers accelerated to full scale groans of appreciation for his vigorous efforts. He cupped her flanks like they were ripe melons ready to be picked and opened for good eating.The preacher's wife's body shuddered with that familiar feminine convulsion which can only mean. Unfortunately for Olga, she was unable to havechildren, which resulted in her first husband divorcing her. However he continuedto have sex with her on a regular basis until he remarried three years aftertheir divorce. Olga proceeded to remarry shortly after her ex-husband, butthis marriage also resulted in a divorce because she began openly having affairswith a number of married men in the town, claiming that he could not satisfyher sexually. For the next five years Olga remained single buther. But whatcould I do now? I had agreed to this, signed the forms, and paid themoney. I knew Dr. Lucas had other surgeries to do and couldn't take meback now to remove not only my new implants but my existing breasttissue. At best I could schedule surgery in the future to correct thiserror, but for now I would just have to suffer. I sighed softly, as asmall tear rolled down my cheek. Lost in despair I heard Annette."Oh Hanna, I'm so happy for you. They look fabulous. Your husband willlove them..