The slimy trailed oozed downward, seeping into the pucker of Jenny’s anus before dripping down onto the bed sheets to start a fresh telltale stain. ... Three fingers returned to Jenny’s pussy, straining against the resisting tightness to force their way inside. The girl’s hips jerked in response, her fingers reaching down to capture Natalie’s hand at the wrist. “Too much!” she insisted in a hush. Patiently, the younger girl left the three fingertips embedded, reaching up with her thumb to. She had a delicate chin and high cheekbones, again betraying her Viking ancestry. She was, at least to my eyes, staggeringly beautiful.To my great fortune the fashions of the time dictated that her neck down to the top of her full bosom was exposed. And her deep blush extended to the entire area of her body that was open to my vision. Jesus wept.Suddenly, again in the present time, I could only wonder: how could it be that a woman whose body was covered by a dress that exposed so little flesh —. He went immediately to her clit, it was hard and very very wet. She arched her back to meet his touch. ‘Oh yes Blake, oh yes’ his fingers drew the wisp of fabric away from her perfectly shaved pussy so he could taste the juice he felt beneath his fingers. His lips came down hard on her clit, sucking it and feeling it swell beneath his tongue. Her hips were moving in motion with his mouth now. He was sucking and he suddenly rose up ‘Let’s get those panties off too baby.’ She looked into his. “I don’t think so. You’re young -- thirty-one. You still have time.”“Rob’s pretty dead set against it. How about you?”“I have a son.”“Really? How old?”“He’s twenty.”She shook her head in disbelief. “Twenty. How long have you been married?”“Twenty-one years.”“You got an early start. What’s his name? Is he in college?”“Matthew. He wants to do work with his hands, so he’s with a business rehabilitating inner-city houses.”“That’s really something, Darren.”“I wanted him to go to college, but he.