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It was a beautiful August afternoon, warm but not too hot, only an occasional breeze stirring over the garden as Sam woke from his lazy slumber. He got up slowly from the deck chair and turned to see the cottage bathed in the bright afternoon light. He rubbed his hand lightly over his naked bronzed body. It had been a good summer, and here in the privacy of his garden, both Caroline and he had enjoyed the rays of the summer sun completely uninhibited. Just the thought of Caroline stirred something within him. They had been together for many years now, but even now in their more mature years, they had maintained their bodies well. His mind drifted remembering her in the garden just yesterday, laying just opposite him, having taken off her bikini. From behind his sunglasses he’d feasted on her body, her figure now fuller of course than when they first met, but her legs smooth leading up to her freshly shaved cunt. He remembered the first time he’d seen it, with a neatly trimmed bright red bush. Her tits were still as firm as they had always been, defying gravity. Of course, she exercised, kept herself in shape. Her cunt could still grip him tight, so tight, and coax the very essence of him into her. He felt his loins stirring and reached down cupping his balls, hanging low and heavy in the warmth of the afternoon. He was alone for the rest of the day. Charlie, his stepdaughter, was visiting from the UK with her new man. She had been seeing him for a couple of months now and had ...

... taken the opportunity of a couple of weeks of holiday to visit and also to introduce him to the f****y. They were keen to have a day on the beach, so Caroline had offered to drive them and also have some time at the beach and take advantage of a dip in the sea. Sam smiled at the memories of the adventures he and Caroline had had over the years at that little nudist beach. It was only about an hour’s drive away, not far from Bordeaux. He’d fancied a quiet day, so made some excuses about jobs that needed doing and waved them on their way in the morning. A nice relaxing morning it had been too, sunbathing and pottering about in the garden until he fell asl**p jut after lunch. Now he was feeling a little thirsty and got up to go into the house. Something felt different as he was walking and then he smiled realising. All those memories of Caroline yesterday and on their years past had woken his loins up and his cock had started to swell. He went to the kitchen first, retrieving a cold beer from the fridge and drank thirstily, a drop escaping him and landing on his naked flesh and meandering all the way down to his groin in a manner that was most pleasant. He looked down to see that his cock had not subsided, if anything it was being very insistent. Not to worry, it had all the room it needed he thought as he wandered inside the cottage. The images of Caroline’s naked body in the sun would not leave his head, sometimes mixed in with images from her younger days, when her fiery red ...