I felt my husband’s hand against my arm, now we became couples, he said with a grin. He didn’t give me a chance to speak, his face was against min..., his lips eating into mine. He stopped only to whisper in my ear.”I love my wife” he said in my ear as his hand began to press my hand. I love the word my wife, and he knew that just saying it was enough to get me aroused. As we kissed, he raced her hands to my saree and I started to remove it.I liked to undress quickly, and even though we should. ”“She slipped her anorak off and handed it to me so I placed it on the back of a chair, then went back to stroking Rambo’s head.We talked about her parents and that her father was a banker and mother worked at an accountancy firm and they used to live in London. She asked if I was married, so I told her my wife had passed away a long time ago and I lived alone until I found Rambo at the rescue centre.She seemed to be very at ease and he was almost laying on her lap, stroking his belly as he. More

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