.. which, now that it is on the table, does explain the wishful thinking that delays in cybering were for your attending to your own sensations, my ta...ing credit for driving you past the point of being responsive only while keyboarding back to me). Getting off again with you the next time we were logged in here was more of a thrill. By our latest go, I was totally drawn in by your impatience to take us from the internet into a real life of tasting and touching the delights connected only by a. It wasn’t long after her arrival that my wife took off with someone else, to start a new life. I wished her well, and felt sorry for the new man. Any how , when she left, she left me with two c***dren to raise. This could get touchy, with me being a carrier Marine, and due for another tour in Viet Nam. Thank goodness mom was there to help. Sure enough, a few months later, I got orders to go back to Nam. I checked out of the base, got all my stuff packed for the trip back to Virginia. Mom was. I dressed carefully Saturday morning, in a skirt of course. I had spent the night before scrounging the internet for fashionable ideas and digging through my closet. I finally decided on a deep maroon skirt that came just below my knees. A cream shirt that showed a bit of cleavage and hugged my curves. A half jacket that tied underneath my breast, which was less of a cover and more of a frame that made my D cup breast seem larger. Some chunky necklaces and brown suede boots that came up my calf. But when your fingers hit my clit and entered my soaked pussy, there was no turning back. Before we knew it, we were naked and kissing on the bed. You slid down to worship my tits and pay homage to my hard nipples. I moaned and you thrust two fingers into my quivering cunt. I came almost immediately. When you began to lick and suck my hot pussy, I went wild, remember, and came again. Now it was my turn to suck on your throbbing, veined glorious love muscle. I made you jump when I deep-throated.