The final crop has been brought in, and Mr. Colbert paid a fine price for our cabbage.I, too, dream of you nightly, my love, and long to feel your war... embrace in our bed. The loving quilt our mothers made keeps me warm, but not the warms I feel in your loving embrace.I long for your embrace, and to feel your strong hands caress my rear. To taste your lips and tongue as they explore my mouth. I wish to once again play your fiddle and listen to the sounds you make as I play my tongue across it.. My husband is an Anglican minister, with a parish in Leeds, and he’s very focussed on doing good work for his parishioners. He’s a wonderful man, but certain elements of one’s life suffer as a result. He’s never been a particularly sexual person. So sex with him was never particularly exciting ... Once we had had our children, his interest in sex just went away completely. So I’ve been essentially sexless for ... A decade.”Completely sexless?“We’ve probably done it a couple of times a year .... Sometimes the dog wouldn't take any notice and we presumed it was either a hedgehog as they make a loud noise when mating or possibly cats.Last spring our neighbour decided to prune the shrubs next to the fence and for the first time we could see most of their garden and the summer house. Jean was concerned as this was an invasion of our neighbour's privacy and suggested we move the camera. My thought was that we leave the camera in place as the shrubs would soon grow back and she agreed.Ollie. "Let's leave it alone for now, it's not quite ready to come out by itself." She let her lips close around her clit again, but I noticed that it was peeking out a little. She parted her lips further down, and showed me the opening of her pussy. "Men and women are like opposites. You have an outie, but I have an innie. See what I mean?"I'd heard something about putting my penis inside a woman, but I didn't really know what it meant. I knew they didn't have a penis like me, but I didn't know what.