’ Ragnar said, approaching his friend. ‘Shhh’ ‘What is it?’ Ragnar asked, bemused. ‘She is singing.’ Bruni said. He had been checking h...is maps when he had heard the quiet tinkle of her voice. Lying on her back on the raised platform at the aft of the long boat, Eleanor was gazing at the clearest sky she had ever seen, singing a song she and Kate had learned as children from the old man of the Kirk, it was about the beautiful Goddess Freya, granting love to the worthy. She knew not why she. “I've known Matt for years, and watching him fucking you…well, it was awesome.” Even thinking about it now, I felt my pussy tingling, and almost without thinking I put my hand on my mound and slid my fingers up and down between my legs.Sally noticed. “Did you touch yourself like that then?” she asked shyly.“Oh god yes,” I said “and more than that.”“Oh wow,” breathed Sally.I looked at her. Her mouth was open slightly and I could tell she was getting a bit excited herself. Carefully, without any. I had picked up a mini dress, fishnet and a small top that was letting my belly free. I got a blonde wig (not the best quality) and tried to make up as good as i could. The result was not the best but for me it was huge.I went down on the streets to walk without fear as everybody was dressed up, ended up with a friend of mine in a bar. He was dressed as an old granny!!! After half an hour the barman brought us some drinks, we told them that this was propably a mistake since we didn't order. Women didn't shave their privates. Neither did men. Sex was a lot more restricted I guess, but at the same time, dresses were short and women wore low cut blouses. They also wore pants that were tight a lot and highlighted a woman's thighs and ass. It was a different time, but people were still horny and wanted to fuck, but we kept it more to ourselves than the way things are today.I was in my first year of college and had fallen in love with a Mormon girl from Salt Lake City. She had long.