It was a real turn on. I used my middle finger and my index finger and started massaging her clit and the rest of the magnificent cunt. She was so w...et, that my fingers slid effortlessly inside her. Barb started moaning and writhing on the table. I couldn't wait any longer, I buried my face in that wet meaty pussy and started eating her out. I took her ass cheeks in my hands and started eating her cunt like you would a slice of watermelon. I could feel her hands on my head, pulling me. I felt a knot in my throat when I pulled the ancient paper grocery bag out as I recalled what else was in there.Somewhere in the scraps of wallpaper was the very first centerfold Tim and I had ever seen. Tim had found it folded up in a library book, and to an eleven year old, it was like finding a gold coin in your pocket of change.Also inside the bag was the Barbie doll Tim and I had stolen from the girl down the street because it had looked a lot like the girl in the centerfold. I remembered. ..” Slightly tightening her grip, she continued her velvety, unnervingly slow masturbation, closely watching his cock as it swelled, throbbed, and ejected more precum. Every dollop brought a breathy “oooh”, and the further tightening of her hand. “Oh, baby-doll, I'm almost there...” Deftly using her off hand, she nestled the quilt around the base of his cock to catch the mess. “Let it go, Daddy. I really, really wanna see it.” “Ok then, just...uh...hold whatcha got, and you'll...and. Comparing outfits while mixing and matching blouses, skirts and slacks. Also fun and exciting were the touches and kisses we exchanged in the dressing room while trying on said blouses, skirts and slacks. Carol objected to one of my first selections for her to try on, saying she'd never be able to wear it around her family. 'I'm not buying it for your family,' I told her. I cupped her large, bra-less tit through the thin material. 'I'm buying it for you to wear for me.' God, I loved her large.