Sister, mebbe, you wanna be kinky. Us country boys, we know all about that sorta stuff.' She shook her head and looked at me quizzically, then cracked... a smile. She looked like a tough lady with a dirty mouth and a soft spot ready to be massaged: I reckoned the experience could be a good one.'You gotta better way with you than a lotta the dumb-ass kids come in here. No anchovies, shutters wind down real easy. I'm Annie. Who are you, country boy?''What was that crack about feedin' me?' she asked. Can anyone else tell? She looks around at the other guests, laughing and clapping or not paying them much attention at all. Thank you, Lord. She needs separation and self-control, so leads him to a couch where she sits in a corner, but her leg touches his because all the seats are taken. She crosses her legs and her arms and leans as far into the corner as she can, to make herself invisible, to sort her feelings and get control of them. There is general conversation. He is telling stories. ’ Carol replied. ‘So tell me what happened after all that.’ Carol asked, her pussy continuing to leak as Lori continued with her story. ‘Well, I don’t know how long we were at it but it must have been sometime because when I opened my eyes we had a crowed of people standing around us cheering and clapping. By this time I didn’t care who was watching me because my pussy was on fire and needed relief. That’s when this young man looked up at me and smiled and that’s when I felt it! His cock. We took turns reading them to each other. Laying on her back now, I noticed that Kim's nipples were clearly protruding from the slight mounds that would be her breasts some day. She didn't wear a bra yet and since it had been a warm spring day, she only had a thin tee-shirt on. I had only seen this reaction in her when we were in the tub and my finger was inside her pussy."Uh, Kim, can I ask you something?" Sure... " Don't get mad or anything, but I'm just curious about something." Okay, go.