I pictured it in my mind like a kissing scene from a movie. I even puckered up my lips ready to recieve my very first full on kiss.*SPLAT!*My eyes bur...t open as a felt a watery smack right on my face! It quickly dawned on me that she had just threw a water balloon at me from point blank ranch.She laughed real loud tilting her head back.I wipe my soaking wet face with my fingers and looked at them, seeing a pale brownish red colour."What the hell?! What was in that?!" I yelled."Puke!" She joked. "OK, I'm going to move to your legs" I went to the end of the table, took a deep breath, put some oil in my hands, and started rubbing her calf and down to her foot. She jumped a little "That tickles!" "Sorry, just relax" I moved back to rubbing her calves and switching back and forth between them. Each time I would move her legs a little further apart until, I could finally see her puffy, dark brown, pussy lips. I was on a mission now! I moved up and began to knead her thigh. I could not take. He kept saying, 'You're so warm. I love you, Melody, you're the best wife. Just keep holding your mouth like that. It feels great, my wife.' He was mumbling and saying my name over and over while he bucked his hips back and forth. It tasted pretty funky. It was salty and strong, and it tasted like a man smelled. He was holding me by my hair, which hurt but I didn't say nothin. I was kind of afraid to move. “He started guiding my head, moving it back and forth slowly. He stopped moving his hips. ‘Nothing,’ he said, taking the easy way out. Ida said her name was Ida Alexandra Young and her mom’s name was Dawn. Ida’s dad had abandoned them, leaving them in debt, nine years ago after her mom suffered head injuries in a severe accident skiing and as a result tired easily and her concentration was extremely poor and was not likely to recover. ‘So she doesn’t work?’ ‘No but she keep busy doing the ironing and some light housework for women in our neighborhood and earns enough money to keep.