I formed a mental picture of her in the outfit she held. Standing over me as I lay on the carpet slowly lowering her pussy to my outstretched tongue"H...ey, cool your jets, Trace," Jeannie laughed,"We've got all night!" Just a taste, Jeannie," I pleaded, sinking to my knees in front of her. "Please just a little taste." My tongue licked her belly and continued down, playing in her soft blonde curls, and finally feeling her sweet pussy lips. Jeannie moaned softly as my tongue easily parted her lips. .her pussy turned from sweet to musty and sweaty...not good. She would walk with her friends then want me to fuck her and as she took her panties off it was like a train hitting a small car. I love pussy but the smell of a woman who drank too much wine and early onset of menapause was a sweaty and sour nightmare. Her attitude was reflective of her fragrance.Don't get me wrong, I love pussy and the smell of pussy God knows I have eaten 80 to 90 women over the last few years and what fun. That you inherited it from your parents, and that you’re worth a pot of money.”I heard the words, but didn’t understand what he was saying. It didn’t make sense. Summer had lied. That was important somehow – I just couldn’t put it together.He prodded my arm and I gasped in pain, seeing the curtains start to draw closed once again.“Is that right, you’re some rich kid?”“Rolls-Royce,” I gasped. With the various pains hammering at me from every part of my body, it was the only car I could think. Once I had parked the truck, Jackie and I drifted into one another's arms. We began kissing while running our hands over each other's bodies. A few minutes later, we were both naked."Well, I guess we should get going, shouldn't we?" Jackie said as she gently stroked my cock."Yeah, but I think I need some relief before we go in," I replied with a chuckle.Giggling, Jackie leaned over and kissed the tip of my cock. She giggled again before engulfing me. I reached between her legs so I could finger.