She probably saw the look of surprise on my face, and she admitted “I don’t have too much experience doing this!” I gave her a few instructions,... what to do with her hands, how to move her mouth, but she was still being very delicate. I figured I would try to get her to deepthroat my cock, and she almost got the whole thing down! She seemed to be a trooper, after a few gags, she still kept trying to slide my cock as far as possible down her throat. I grabbed her hand, and led her up to my face. The little minx gave me a radiant smile, which completely won my heart, and said. "You have an honest face, sir!"And that is how I met Monday March, a runaway from the Foundling Home, who became the 'tweenie in my house, at Number Eighteen, Queen Street. I presented her to Mrs Bridges, who took one look at her and started boiling up a tub of water to scrub the layers of grime off the girl.When Mrs Bridges learned her name she said. "That will never do; she got called that as she was left. That had to be one of the best feeling in the world. My own mothers mouth around my cock. This was a dream come true. And my mothers cunt tasted so good I just had to have her come in my mouth. So now I”m just working my hardest to get her to cum. Just Then I feel her tense up and her cum starts to squirt all over my face and in my mouth. Her cum tasted so good I wish I could just make a drink out of that and drink it all day. Yet I still didnt cum so she sits up and turns around now in the. I couldn't detect anything artificial about her, makeup or perfume. I felt as if to use any would detract from her beauty. How do you explain beautiful to someone as exquisite as she is. How do you explain sight to someone that has been blind their entire life? How do you explain red, white and blue to someone that can only see gray or black?I tried to explain beautiful to her and I told her I'd try again at a later time since I didn't have the skills necessary to do so now. I did get my.