Cynara kneaded her hands nervously in her lap as they drove along. She was slightly aware of Ashton and Sanford exchanging worried glances, but her th...ughts were mainly on Charles. The universe wouldn't let her come back, just in time for Charles's death, would it? There was no way it was too late, no way.The carriage stopped at a secluded little clearing at the edge of some woods, and Cynara was out of the carriage before it even was completely still."Cynara," Sanford called after her as she. "That's not true!" I spat, shaking my head. Without thinking, my gaze fell to her toes, distracted by the way she kept flexing them back and forth, stretching the thin material of her black pantyhose. Each painted jewel seemed to dance with a hypnotic rhythm that held my focus as they rippled back and forth.She snorted through her nose. "I mean, you're doing it right now," she said with a tone that was half annoyance, half amusement.I sighed. "I-I guess," I began, realizing with a dawning. A pair of hands came around my stomach and cuddled me into her warm smooth body. As I wonder which one it was, I thought to my self, It doesnt make any difference, I love them both. It only took one touch from those full breasts to realize that it was my lovely wife that was joining me in the shower and as her hand went down to touch my cock I removed my head from the spray and leaned back into her nude body. I was in heaven just thinking about my new bride and wondered how I could ever not. Her large breasts swung gently from side to side. My erection grew as I a noticed the clean shaven mound between her legs. “I shaved,” she said, “Like you asked me to.” Taking her hand, I led her to the bed and got her to lie back. I parted her legs and buried my face deep between her thighs, wanting to feel the smoothness and taste the wetness. Her body writhed as my tongue flicked her clit. She pushed my face deep into her as she cried out in ecstasy. Karen and I had met a few years before at.