Her lying there on her back with her legs slightly bent and wide open showing me her wet butterfly. It looked so soft and supple. I bet it was so swee...t tasting. I could imagine my tongue lightly gliding over it and making her twitch. Then on her belly, with her ass pushed up and seemingly ready for me to lick. Her little bud puckered and pulsing with each movement. Seemingly begging for attention. Wow, did I ever want to bury my face in that bitch’s puss and ass. This went on many summer days. Don't you ask Millie how she feels about it?" Cal was saying. "I know how she feels. Her cunt is grabbing onto me like crazy!"Gus stiffened, his leathery face turning red with rage. Cal obviously had gotten to Millie, and it sounded as if Pete was trying to horn in. Gus could hear Millie's voice, but it was pitched softly and he couldn't make out what she said.Considering only that he should put a stop to the outrageous adultery, for Danny's sake, Gus opened the door and entered Millie's. It'd just happened in a spontaneous fashion, both of us caught up in the compelling sexual heat both surprised, turned-on and both, completely helpless. Swept along by a current whose strength tossed us about in a sexual typhoon, we had both come together. And again, frightened by the ferocity of it all, we'd retreated to the familiar safety of silence.And most recently, this morning unexpected and unplanned, out of nowhere she'd fulfilled a long fantasy of mine by letting me watch her pee.For. But learning what to do when she bled was about the only thing Jenny learned from a woman until such time as she became a lady's maid. Her mentor at that point, as described earlier, was a humorless and stiff old woman who, if she had ever engaged in things carnal, had not enjoyed it. She certainly never taught Jenny anything about carnal knowledge. On those rare occasions when the master required his wife to sleep in his room, Jenny was not privy to why, or what went on in that room.And so.