It’s a long time since I’ve been able to check myself out like this: my mirror at home is rubbish. I smile, because I do like my reflection. My e...es are drawn to my breasts: I’ve always thought them my strongest feature. You couldn’t fail to notice ripe, lively nipples like those. They seem darker than last time I looked. They protrude ever so slightly upwards, like flowers striving for the sun, from bouncy coconut-sized mounds that scream vitality and youth. Any bigger and they’d be trying to. Anita was moving around the room in her robe, fixing drinks and joking with the guys, all of whom were now staring openly at her sexy body…After the three guys had showered, my wife started saying she had gotten too much sun and needed some body lotion. All those men quickly started begging her to let them be the one to rub the lotion on her skin, but she insisted that I should do it. As I did so, Ana made sure to expose as much of her as possible to their avid gaze, as she made no effort to. He started touching my cheeks, then slowly my lips and then onto the neck. I closed my eyes and felt his body against mine and as he tightened his grip on me with his leg, I could feel his dick on my thigh. He climbed on me and I could feel his legs against my thigh and his dick just above my pussy.“Did you close the door?” I asked while my eyes were shut. He stood up and locked the door, then switched on the light to which I opposed but he said, “I want to see you properly, didi.”He came close. Photography of ost-Soviet architecture and ruins after the changes of the 1990s. She reached out for her phone to google the exhibition while I tried to mock-wrestle her phone off her. She looks at the screen:"This is very bleak - but I like it. Who is the lucky 2nd ticket holder?". I told her that my friend wanted to go but couldn't make it. Emily rolled her eyes: "Oh! Such a cliche! You always try to chat women up with post-utopian exhibitions?". I suggested that if she is interested she is.