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" She had said that I was beautifulbefore, when we were first reunited, but now she was declaring it with agruff edge to her voice. Previously it was just verbal furniture, butnow it meant something, and it had an effect. I was flushing andadopting feminine poses and shooting side glances at her and playingwith the rings in my hair. "Oh by Diana's grace" I shrieked as theanswer came to me and I clasped a hand to my mouth and pulled my horseto a stop. "You all right petal?" she asked jumping off her horse toland by the side of mine taking the reins in hand. "Yes" I squeaked "I'mfine, are you?" "Yeah" she replied in a long drawn out quizzical note"never better, shouldn't I be?" "I can see what has happened now" Iconfessed. "Is this something that I should be concerned about?" shewondered lifting one eyebrow. "Maybe" I replied unsure of how she wouldtake the news "I gained the sense of insight and I gained knowledge andI felt a beautiful communion with the world when I ate the dragon's. I said “You ok on the floor” she said she was I helped her to kneel down then I positioned her on her back, her flab hung over but I didn’t care. She watched me undress and as I released my cock she said “Ooooo”. I ran my tongue down her tits, down her flabby belly and onto the front of her green knickers, running down her slit she jumped.Putting my fingers into the waistband of her knickers I pulled them down, she had a massive untrimmed bush that was glistening with juice. As I took her knickers off her ankles she said “Only my husband has ever seen me like this”. I spread her thighs and bent down and ran my tongue over her throbbing clit she gasped.With my 6” in my hand I teased her slit, her eyes were wide as she stared at me, rubbing my cock up and down her gash she gasped, then I slotted myself in, and deep. “Oh my God” she said as I started to shag her, she didn’t move with me but the motion of me banging her made her flab and tits wobble, she groaned with every thrust.I knew.
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I kissed her cheek then pulled my head back so I could look at her face. She brought her head away from where it had been nestled and looked at me, her eyes wide in the near dark. She ran her hand down my side, sending shivers up and down my spine, and then let it slip between our hips to wrap around my hard on. As she began stroking me I leaned in and kissed her, parting my lips to let my tongue slide into her mouth. She greeted it with her own as I reached up and took hold of her breast in my free hand. As blissful as it was letting my hips rock back and forth in time with her hand it just made me want to fuck her even more. I pulled my hand out from under her and pushed her free hand up above her head. Taking my other hand from her breast I pulled her other hand away from my cock and pushed it up above her head as well. Keeping my lips pressed against hers I reached over in the dark, and was pleased to find the pair of handcuffs that we had used when we were still dating. I.

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