Seeing this, my tongue made the boldest decision to lick her asshole. As soon as it touched her asshole, there was socking sensation in my whole body....I started slowly licking her asshole and started making a circle on her asshole. The taste of her ass was making me mad. This went for a minute or two. Then I slowly took my tongue to her chut from asshole. Slowly I started pushing my tongue into the back of her chut. I was like reached in heaven.While I was slowly licking her chut, I heard a slow. He showed her how to bring up the dial system. In the process there were several inevitable little touches of his fingers on hers. She stayed quite still while he finished. “Why had she allowed her hand to remain in his?” she asked herself. Shouldn’t she have withdrawn it, or tried to? But she hadn’t. Shockingly, her hand remembered his compelling masculine touch. Even worse, it missed the touch when he released her hand! His hands were so large! Hers had looked tiny, cradled inside his. The meal was goodand we sat for a while just talking when my husband asked where do you want to go now, to a bar for a drink,or go home, I replied in a whisper can we go to ???? and see whats happening,he nodded and off we set. It wasnt to long before we arrived, it was getting dark as we pulled in, there was a few cars around, we parked the car, turned off the lights and sat talking,I was not sure what to expect or what to do, niether was my hubby, when there was a tap on the window, on my. And in the meantime we'll be sureto add plenty of cooking and baking lessons, and sewing and homemakinglessons and of course the dressing and working on his female deportmentand how to be ladylike," Madge reasoned."Charm-school?" Ruth gasped as she blathered laughing!"Of course dear. That's part of the cure, in the long run," Madge added."What are you going to do?" Ruth asked as she leaned in wanting to hearmore."Well, I'll have a girlish bedroom/boudoir set up for him at the newhouse. I'll.