They look across at the silent party. Even her friends look quiet and stiff, standing to one side. There seems to be none of the guys, Steve's pals. S...he watches the casket being lowered. She especially watches her Dad and Mom. So still and stiff and unfeeling."Shit," says Steve, "I'm going back and I'm never coming here again." Steve stands, runs a hand through his hair, which draws another slug."Ouch," he says, his elbow'd hit Steve's knee. "Asshole."The voice wails, "I am gone."He remembers. But the sight was amazing, there were lots of women in various states of undress, and some in the showers. I was only 8 but I was just becoming sexually aware with my body and fascinated by womens bodies. I remember looking around and seeing women of all ages and sizes, some would be young teenage girls, then the mums with their young c***dren and then mature women. This was the 1980’s and nearly all women had hairy pussies back then. I remember looking around at all these women with their. It was wet with moisture and her pussy lips were swollen and pouty. I kneeled down between her legs and moved my face into her crotch. The odor was intriguing and I couldn't wait to taste her. With my fingers I spread her pussy lips and began licking all around and in between them. Melody began to squirm and moan with pleasure. As I licked up and down my tongue brushed against a swollen bit of flesh at the top. She moaned louder and said, that's a good place stay there. Next I began sucking on. As she stood up I could feel my dick sliding out of her dripping wet pussy and again she was standing with her back to me and I wrapped my arms around her and held on. She whispered “that’s no fair you know“What I said? You came twice and you didn’t scream my name. Aren’t you enjoying this? Oh yes trust me I have never such intense orgasms’ before. So then tell me how can I make you scream my name? I smiled and took her by the hand and lay on the bed, then motioned for her to get on top. As she.