“What is it you don’t understand?” he asked trying to get a better idea of what she needed help with. “Function and placement,” she whisper...ed back. “I have a hard time telling from the diagrams in the book where things are and what had what name.” Now it was his turn to blush as once again, his mind turned down a dirty path. “Well, let’s open up your book and see.” As soon as she got to the pages, he understood her confusion. The pictures were dark and blurry and cartoon drawn. Nothing like. ” Sara groaned again, “I can’t concentrate while you are fingering my pussy. I will burn myself, you have to stop.” A few moment later I heard Pat say, “Sara, look what you do to me.” Sara replied, “Oh my gosh, Pat, put that away.” I guessed that he took his dick out to show her and he said, “Not until you touch it, Malc already told us that he doesn’t mind if we touch each other.” “There,” Sara said, “now put it away and let me finish making this coffee.” Pat said, “kiss it first then I will. I had to do this carefully and took my chemistry note tablet so I could record where the landmarks were. I worked inside the edge of the woods so no one would see me from the house and found two trees that I thought were identifiable. I sighted the windsock and her mailbox in a straight line between the two trees and carefully drew that out on the map. Then I looked back into the woods. I chose a tree and paced off ten steps to it and tied my red ribbon around a branch. I looked for the next. While our first kisses earlier in the day had been gentle and sweet, now his lips press insistently into mine. His tongue probes into my mouth, tasting me. I feel his hand on my nipple, pinching hard, and my breath catches in my throat. "Oh!" I cry out, not in pain, but in blissful pleasure. This seems to encourage him, and he pinches a bit harder. I sigh in protest as his mouth leaves mine, and he chuckles at my frustration. "It'll be okay, Alex. I promise. Just give me a moment." My eyes fly.