The warm smell of the soft nipple of my high school sweetheart, back before the War that was. It would stand right up, that nipple, when I popped it i...nto my mouth, but, no, she wouldn't let me go much farther than that. Nope. Virginity still meant something in those days.My first real woman was Polynesian. We were based on Maluka Nui, in the Solomons, 'bout the middle of '43, I guess. Had the Nips on the run by then, and we were building airstrips like mad on every shitty little lump of coral. Master had another reason for this position which was evident to me but not the owner of the dogs. The most dominant puppy walked right over to me and stuck his nose right against my cunt. While normally I would not push him away, I had to this time so as not to seem odd to the owner. The puppy would not take the hint. He did not respect me. However when my Master came over and told him “no”. The puppy stopped immediately. Master bought him right away. Over the next several months my. We were real careful not to give any outward indication of our mutual pleasure and that made it even more exciting because exposure would be so embarrassing.It was the accidental placement of my wandering tongue on her ass crack that led to me exploring her anal opening with my lips and tongue in a way that most couples never thought of trying even on a wild and wooly honeymoon.After I introduced my tongue to her tight little sphincter the first time, she constantly pleaded with me to “do it. He doesn't mind he is fine with all this. He's been passing messages between Mom and me on xhamster. Like I said, this is crazy.So Mom started to get off at the foot of her bed and faced away from the window and I could see her big ass. I walked right up to my window then and jerked a lot looking at her butt. She has a mirror on her dresser net to the bed and I know she could see me in it coz I could see her face in it. Then she bent down and started messing with the bedclothes, giving me a.