" He was standing in front of her, and she reached down and wrapped her fingers around the big tube, rubbing the head against her slit as they both wa...tched her do it. He was breathing hard, like her.Tammy backed toward the bed, pulling him with her by his hard prick. When she got there, she whispered "Let me get on top, Jimmy. I wanna see how that feels." She giggled. "I read where that makes it last longer for you. I think I could get off a couple of times right now." He was smiling, and lay. At that time, my pussy’s lips had remained closed, my clit hidden. I had not been turned on as my explorations were non-sexual. This was not the case, now.As my fingers explored my vulva; teasing my labia open, they found a moist, oily, wetness, which, when I brought them to my lips, had a musky, yet pleasant taste. All through this, my father remained in my imagination as the one touching me. I had never had such thoughts about my mother as a young man. So, why was it I now envisioned my. It seems wrong to simply do whatever feels good and basically have no rules other than ‘I want to do this’.”“I agree, and if you’ll allow me to marshal one specific argument, you and I have already been together.”“An interesting point,” I agreed, “but which only matters if counting partners is the important question. I’m not sure it is.”“May I ask you a question which is completely and totally inappropriate? And one which I’ll understand if you refuse to answer?”I nodded, “Ask.”“Have you ever. It seemed sudden to me that we came to another river. It was smaller than the Mississippi River, but it was still plenty wide. It seemed to me that I had no choice but to run parallel to the river. I don’t know why, but I chose to follow the north bank.Oh, shit, suddenly I saw in front of us a mass of crocodiles sunning themselves on the river bank. I had no choice but to turn right again to keep from running into that mass of walking death. A lot of those crocs were over 30 feet long, and I.