Ex sis in law and I turned ourselves into pale white prunes in a long slow bath. Slow gentle touching and talking. Without any significant talking or decisions on future s**, she did say that latching onto my chest and sucking….as well as causing me to spontaneously o***** via my n******….was insanely hot. In trade I told her that i had no words for the mental and sensual headspace that she gave me in seeing me as her safe space. She ended up thanking me for giving her something of myself that she could own entirely, know that she was directly responsible for giving me. Eventually she said she supposed we should actually bathe and get out of the tub, and I just blurted out in a moment of idiotic adoration to beg her to please let me bathe her myself. I did it all for her. Hair shampooed, lovingly bathing her head to toe without it being s*****. Shaved her legs and underarms for her. When she was bathed I was about to towel her off when she surprised me by asking to do the same. As she bathed me, she said that she had never been treated like that, that as I bathed her it was as if I worshipped every inch of her. I told her that was probably true. She said that there was a huge difference, that I was more classically romantic while she was usually more directly s*****. She told me as she bathed me that I had always been attractive to her but that when it came to arousing her passions or s** drive that I was usually too sweet and loving for her ideal taste, that she tended to like her men more aggressive. I told her I was a mix of things and she just needed to give me time to feel that towards her. She laughed and told me that she supposed we both could dream of that happening some day. She did say that I had a lovely body on anyone’s scale despite aging, but she also said that she had never found herself growing tired of seeing me naked, but she was more focused that me, and said that she had a bit of a thing for looking at my shorter thick upcurved c***, but that all in all, she actually felt I had the most spectacular balls she uad ever laid eyes on. I had never heard anything like any of tbis from anyone ever, and I was blushing. She simply smiled and said that if I was willing and would stop apologizing for every erection I had around her, that she would prefer I go without wearing anything for the rest of the day. I asked if she would do the same for me, and she said that I had not earned that from her yet, that she still needed to know that it was her that I was drawn to and aroused by, not just any naked female body. She sat at my kitchen table and drank wine and smoked cigarettes as she watched me cook for us naked. I swear everything about her makes me fall for her deeper.
