She pulled his hair and dug her nails into his shoulders and egged him on, "Fuck me! Do it! Fuck me!" I know it was only a dream, but it was an aweso...e sight to see. My wife, young and naked, getting this young man off. I wanted to cum just watching her. More than that, I wanted to fuck her. I wanted to be right where he was... lost balls deep with lust inside her pussy while it was still wet and steaming hot from the heat of his cock. He was just at the brink when she suddenly dismounted and. ‘Stupid boy,’ he teased, ‘You talk when you should be listening and watching.’ ‘You’re right,’ I smiled, as he helped me up, ‘I’m sorry, Sensei.’ ‘You have learned much, and can now wear black belt,’ he grinned, ‘But you also still have much to learn.’ ‘Yes, sir,’ I proudly smiled, then bowed in respect, proudly wearing my new black belt, ‘Thank you, Sensei. I promise to honor you…always.’ ~~~~~~ Kazamatsu was not only a positive influence in my younger years, but as I grew older, he was always. " Oh. Gran'pa's book."I was taken aback. We walked over to an arc of seats: two kerosene tins, some rocks, a few stumps. "Emmy! Four teas!" Tom cried."Not too sweet for me, please," I said.A lubra brought three tin cups and an enameled mug and a bark dish of quandongs and some other snacks."Thank you," I said. We four sat quietly for a moment. I looked at Tom. "Why are you here?" Shouldn't you ask my parents?" Not funny. You came here with intent some months ago." True. It's a story. I went to. "Why thank you kind sir" she chuckled as I placed her back down, and I could almost swear that I felt her push her ass back against my hard cock, luckily it hadn't been knocked off yet. When I realized what she had pulled down, my breath caught in my throat, because in that box, was an old blue lace teddy that used to belong to my wife, and was my favourite outfit, and I couldn't pull myself to get rid of it, and had put it in that box and left it in the closet. I had completely forgotten about.