But first, and whilst his cock was recovering, I was going to teach him to eat pussy, and that was now!I went and lay on my bed, with my legs as wide ...s they would go, I got him right in close, no more thansix inches from my pussy. I opened all my pussy lips wide for him, showed him my clitoris, masturbated itwhile he watched me. Finally I showed him how to use his tongue on my clit and how to finger fuck me simultaneously.Under my expert tutelage he lapped at my clit, as I lay and squeezed my. The cool air was filled with the aroma of boiling stew, so coupled with not having eaten for over six hours, both women felt their tummies growling in anticipation of a hot dinner!!! The sun was setting in the western sky as Tara and Bobbi sat down and ate their supper. The dinner conversation ranged from how Bobbi was doing in school, to how both of them were doing since the loss of Fred, Bobbi’s father and Tara’s husband of eighteen years. It had been almost a year since his passing, and. Her mouth went dry, but once again she became aware of her own wetness. She was thrilled that he was aroused. In her mind she was saying, “Please, please take me David. I will happily be your whore. Just take me!” He stepped out from behind the camera. “You remember how we did this yesterday,” he told her. “The camera sees you from slightly below your breasts. I have a remote to trigger the shutter. Your job is to keep your eyes on the camera … nothing else. Got it?” “Yes, David,” she. "Oh! now pray, — if anyone comes?" "But there won't you know that, — come this way", and I pulled her out of the main-walk. "Oh! don't, there's a dear gentleman, — hush! perhaps some one is near." "Why they are all at breakfast." "I don't know where my husband is." I had edged her down the path, and pushed her into the large privy. Pender was randy, that I see now. A woman in fear yields reluctantly, but she yields when she wants a man. I locked the door and pressed her up against the wall..