A woman that doesn’t enjoy it is either lying or the man doesn’t care to make sure it’s good. I’m not like that. Likewise I will not be please...d to learn you are faiking. If there is something you don’t like I want to know it. I may have reason to continue but I still want to know.”“Yes, Mastah.”“Have you ever seen what we’re going to do?”“Nahsir, Ah’s heard my ma and pa but not seen what they was doing. Mastah, Are ... are you going to breed me?”“Maybe someday, for now we’ll just practice.”Jake. . well ... you like to present a tough hearted dyke when we know you're a softy." The two lesbian lovers embraced and kissed and exchanged loving sentiments. I felt slightly embarrassed to be witness to such intimacy, but Molly, sitting in my lap, presented an utterly uncompromising and infectious grin."They're perfect together, aren't they?" said Molly."Beautiful," I said to which I got a fist into my shoulder."You leave those two alone," she growled. "I can't imagine they're vulnerable to. You know you have to tell him sooner or later." I know," said Angilee, hanging her head, "I know."Despite the warnings from Donna and her own reservations, Angilee accepted his dinner invitation when he called later that evening. He took her to a small quiet vineyard/restaurant along the river. Angilee had never enjoyed herself as much. The two were instantly compatible and found each other's company exciting, yet comfortable, as if they could totally relax, not have to try to impress. When he. ..” That bra unclasped, those nicely rounded but not too big boobs springing free – her chest heaving, almost as if the boobs themselves are gasping for air. “He’s going to love this one ... Watching me ... With him...” She nods toward Rebel as she slips off her panties and kicks them away. A little blonde bush of pubic hair. And now all she’s wearing is her spectacles and a smile. She pauses, “Shall we get started then? My pussy isn’t going to fuck itself!”Then she’s on her knees, her back.