We met on the day my parents dropped me off at college. You were a sophomore, with a car and an apartment. We have been inseparable ever since. That was over 25 years ago. Had anyone told me at 18 I would meet the love of my life, I would have thought them crazy and cruel. In actuality, that's exactly what happened and it was the best thing that ever happened in my life.
Part of being with another person since your teens is growing up with them. Learning the world and your bodies together. I know what pleases you. I know how to make your mouth salivate for the taste of me. So, when I'm feeling horny, I know how to make sure you respond appropriately.
You felt your phone buzz and looked at it. There was a text from me. You opened it and saw a picture of me playing with my very, very wet pussy. You could immediately taste me in your mouth and your dick got thicker, not completely hard, but enough for your female coworkers to notice, lick their lips and cross...and then recross their legs. You texted back for me to behave and wrote that you would be home some.
In the meantime, I was laying in bed, waiting for you and all that dick. In anticipation of your arrival, I slowly squeezed baby oil on my big tits. The oil was cold and made my nipples hard. I slowly rubbed the oil in, enjoying the way my hands slid over my breasts and rubbing my fingers over my large, dark nipples. Closing my eyes and fantasizing about having your dick between my girls. You, holding yourself tightly between my big firm tits, fucking then, while I put you in my mouth each time you emerged from my smooth and slick girls. Before I realized it, I had my hand in my panties playing with my clit. I let out a moan. I heard you say...don't get too far without me.