I reached down and ran my hand down her back as I thrusted my hips up trying to get as much of my cock into her mouth as I could. Slowly my hand moved...down over her soft ass, and down between her legs. I was surprised to find her pussy as soaked as it was, and slowly inserted two fingers into her.Ann slowly raised herself up so she was on her knees allowing me better access to her pussy. As I continued probing her wet cunt, I could feel her moaning her approval around the shaft of my throbbing. She tilted her head, but made no other sign of recognition. He repeated her name, pointing to her and then pointing to his chest told her his name; "Arthur".She tilted her head once again, blankly returning his gaze.Resigned, Arthur rose from sitting opposite her to pace the room. She continued to sit on the edge of the cot provided as a sleeping place, watching his restless pacing, recognising at a fundamental level, that he was troubled.He shrugged after a few minutes and left her to her. “Oh thank you” she moaned “I can’t believe I’ve just seen that - it was just about the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen”. By this time nobody was taking much notice of the film, as it ran to the climactic scene when Debbie herself, dressed in a skimpy cowgirl’s cheerleader’s outfit, was fucked by Mr Greenfeld in the guise of an American football player. The final shots of her being screwed on the floor, naked apart from her cowgirl boots, coincided with Richard’s own climax. As the credits began to. . well, maybe someday. Like in twenty or thirty years. Why milk the cow when it’s in your pasture? If I’ve captured the sentiment accuration-wise.Froggy’s family and mine lived on the same street our whole lives. Trish’s too. Brewster, Attenborough, McGovern. BAM! I discovered the anachronism myself. BAM!The three of us attended nursery school, the Two School, preschool, elementary school ... well, you get the drift. His parents are from Europe — England, Britain, somewhere out there. No,.