Also Hose an, Reißverschluß zu und Tür auf. Sie stand schon wieder vor mir. "Entschuldige bitte aber ich glaube ich hab Dir den falschen Versicheru...ngsschein gegeben.", dabei schaute sie mehr oder weniger auffällig auf mein Schwanz der sich in meiner Hose abzeichnete, lächelte wieder mit dem süßesten Lächeln der Welt. Ich drehte mich schnell weg und ging in die Wohnstube um den Versicherungsschein zu holen. Mist wo hab ich den blos hingelegt, nach einiger Zeit hatte ich ihn, drehte mich um, um. Linda was smiling from above.“Maybe later cow, if you please me.” Linda smirked.She turned around presenting her tight ass only inchesfrom Donna face. Reaching back, she spread her ass cheeks wide exposingher puckered opening.“Time to beat my ass with your tongue,” Linda laughed.“And if I’m not satisfied, you ass is going to feelit.”Donna leaned forward and started working her tonguearound the puckered ass ring. Her ass was fairly cleanas she worked it. As cousins Chris and I experimented, even had sex a few times. To us it really wasn’t a big deal; it was just an erotic taboo experience. “I’m done,” Chris said. “I’ve got to run out and grab the alcohol. We’ve got an hour before everyone gets here.” “Bye. I will be here,” I said happily. “Bye,” Chris said and then left. I finished up decorating and went to the guest room. I changed into my favorite black dress. It was strapless, short and very tight. I paired it with my black, knee high. Between the 60s and the early 90s, I never really had a constant source of ‘views’. I had to get lucky to see girls, long enough to get perv ecstasy just looking. Obviously there was my huge collection of dirty mags, later VHS tapes, there were the go-go dancers on TV and in pubs, sometimes overlooking the beach and seeing bikinis, sexy-dressed girls at work, maybe standing in the shopping arcade mac-wanking on lovely girls walking by (and being seen doing that on 2 or 3 occasions by girls at.