. who had certainly done their share of gossiping and tittle-tattle around town.“So ... what are the scandalous rumors, innuendo or hearsay about us...this week?” I asked the prim middle-aged bespectacled speckled minister Lee, while Emily offered him and his wife each a cup of coffee.“Oh, about the usual.” He winked at me with a thin smile.“We just thought you might like to be aware,” added his wife, “that in fact you’re not the only family in this county with an obviously unconventional. “Now get your hand down those jeans and touch yourself the way you want to. Do it, girl, I want to see it and you want to fucking show me.” Vanessa stared in delight as Mallory took the instruction, unbuttoning herself and thrusting a hand down into her panties to service her pussy’s need. The sight of the nubile young woman casting off clothes and restraint and plunging her finger into her cunt drove the redhead wild. It chimed with memories of her own, that point in her life when she had. The mangrove and scrub wilderness was crisscrossed with canals and innumerable smaller channels, and dotted with small camps used by the Vietcong for a couple of days before they moved on. Trying to find them “at home” was a fool’s errand. In the daytime they laid low, afraid of the A-4’s from the carriers offshore. At night they moved with stealthy skill through canals mapped by generations of ethnic boatmen.The name of the game was to try to disrupt the flow of supplies, but the truth of the. She worked her way down to the top of my folds and ran her tongue back and forth right across the top of it, just barely touching my clit. I was panting and moaning like mad, wanting more. FINALLY she planted her face on my muff and used her tongue to part the tuft of long hair I left behind when shaving. She worked her tongue into me and sucked my nub between her lips. I grabbed big handfuls of her hair and shoved my crotch into her face. Waves of ecstasy rolled over me and I came again. I.