" What?" She couldn't help feeling disappointed that he had stopped his caresses.Steve tapped her engagement and wedding rings, on her left hand. "You...r rings. It makes me uncomfortable when we're out, with you wearing these rings. I'd like you to stop wearing them."Jen was taken aback. "Stop wearing my rings?" That's right, I'd like you to stop wearing these rings while we're seeing each other." Steve took on a sly, mischievous smile. "But be honest, it would probably turn your husband on if. But a big part of Connie's appeal had been the air of mystery that always surrounded her. She always seemed to be keeping herself at arms length from events, and this impression was reinforced by the silence she usually maintained. But as Leslie had gotten to know the older girl, she began to realize Connie was not mysterious, but slow. Sweet, but kind of dim. What others interpreted as aloofness was really just not quite tracking events, and what others saw as mysterious silence was Connie. Ann employed no finesse, used no special technique. She was beyond rational thought for the time being and focused on only one thing - devouring her daughter's cunt. Kristen just relaxed, content to just lie back and let the older woman work this out of her system.* * *Once she had earned herself another bellyful of her dad's seed, Ruth had suggested that they surrender the front seat for the back so that he could put his next load into her pussy, but he demurred. First of all, he knew that. He bent down, kissing her lower lips, his tongue slipping inside her tight but yet so tasty hole. Exquisite delight went through her body, making it shudder as his tongue swirled around in her pussy. This kind of satisfaction was foreign to her, but then again oral sex was not a very common occurrence in Montania. Sex was to reproduce rather than pleasure. He pushed her legs further apart, getting his tongue in deeper as he devoured her juicy peach. She laid back enjoying her first oral.