With her hair and skin still moist smelling of freshly applied perfume i found myself drifting into a state of fantasy. We left the hotel and headed h...me, i told her to make herself comfortable and went in for a shower myself, anyway post the freshening up we sat down in my living room lounge and started catching up on all times. Having recently gone through a divorce the topic invariably became too emotional, i sat down next to her and offered my shoulder with good intentions. When she put her. ‘You were so young, and I had to be slow and gentle with you, when all the time I was tempted to go further.’ She smiled and rested her head against his chest, his heart beating in her ear. ‘You can go as far as you want now.’ ‘Okay, you two are going to have to row in from here,’ Smithy said a while later, when they were much closer to shore. ‘Drop anchor,’ Nick ordered, and Smithy repeated the order louder to the men. ‘In you go,’ Nick said, picking Allison up around the waist and putting. The sensation of my lubricated handencasing and stroking it must have felt good; perhapsthe use of lube was new to him, for he groaned, “Oh,God!”I let my hand not just stroke him, but caress, squeezeand tease him. With my other hand, I tickled and teasedat the coronal ridge, the frenum, and even toyed withthe meatus. I worked slowly, enjoying his quietgroaning. Gradually his breathing became irregular andlabored, and when he tried to buck up his hips Istopped.“Lie. It was squeezing and rubbing as it went, sending sensations up and down the legs. Her legs separated for him, and made room to accommodate him as well as she could. He sighed softly into her navel as his hand finally touched the spot she was aching for. He explored the tender flesh, the folds of skin, the wet dripping nectar of her love. He rubbed at the sensitive flesh, and flicked at the little nub of a clit that was poking out from its hiding spot. She moaned in response, and her hand moved.