She looked seriously at them and said “I take it from your attitudes you`re hoping to learn the facts of life and your way around women with me then...?” Tim as spokesmen said “if she didn’t mind they would be honored to learn from such a beautiful lady” she said he was “a smooth taking bastard for a lad”, then smiled and said “she would if they really wanted, but to always remember to be discrete as she wanted not a breath to reach anyone outside the four of them. Ever!” they again swore secrecy. Steve took his huge, erect, cock into his right hand and began to move it up and down along Barbaras wet hairy pussy, teasing her skin folds with his swollen head. Ooh, you like to fuck strangers in your bedroom? Huh? You filthy whore?! Steve said, answer my question! Bitch! He screamed at her with a huge smile on his face. Her blondish hair in disarray around her, she, in a manner mocking anger answered Yesss, I am a fuckin slut and I want to fill your fat cock fill up my fuckin hole. Fuck me. "Having taken her fill of his darting tongue, she forgot all that advice, when pulling his eager head up so that her clit was challenging his face, his thumbs stretching the already flimsy pubic skin.Within a few skillful slurps, she was burying her cunt in his mouth, writhing, kicking, yelling and bucking, as orgasm swept through her body like an ocean wave.None of that was a problem for me, indeed I would have taken my own cock out and stroked as I watched the performance, but she doesn't. I remember lounging in the yard, lying on my belly in the grass and watching the bugs creep through the leaves. You know, from down close it feels like a completely different world. It’s like a miniature city, full of life. I’d catch ladybugs and send them back to their children, reminding them that their house was on fire, and bagworms were a treat in the summer. I’d catch them up in a wooden bugbox and watch as they grew up into dull gray and brown moths. Not pretty butterflies, but the.