. uh ... please keep your lips apart as I instruct the class, Miss Samuels. Thank you. Going downward, this is the urethral opening, where urine comes...out. Do not confuse it with the clit! That’s a common male mistake. If necessary, make sure your partner knows the difference! Next is the vaginal opening, and I can tell you from experience that Miss Samuels has a nice, tight one. Your welcome, Miss Samuels. Yes, Miss Potts. You also. Further down is the perineum, and this little star-shaped. Widowed ten years ago at age 42, she refused to abandon the small flower shop her father had opened when she was a girl. Emily’s husband had provided enough for her in his will to allow her to keep her little greenhouse behind the shop operable and to live in the residence that was part of the shop. The front of the shop became almost obscured over the years, with tree branches drooping in the yard between the shop and the street out front. The concrete driveway had broken up little by little. He swiftly opened the door, arms around her again kissing her, undoing her jeans and removing her t-shirt before they had even got in.He pushed the door shut and fell straight to his knees in front of her, jeans around her ankles, pussy seeping juice through her pants, his tongue met her pussy, as he licked over the material she pushed herself into him, moving down and pulling her pants to one side so she could feel the onslaught as his tongue hit her clit full on, she felt pussy juice already. When Lisa walked in the door, an enormous lady waddled from a desk and threw her arms around Lisa. "Oh Lisa, Honey. Oh where has you been, Baby? I've missed you so much. Come sit with me, bring your man, and come sit."The big lady was leading us to the back when she yelled, "Racine, get us some of that wine to celebrate."Lisa told the lady, "We can't Mama, we're flying and we can never drink when we fly. How about some of your great coffee?"We sat and Lisa and Mama talked and talked, catching.