When you stop rolling; you are on top and he is on the bottom; and, your legs are still on the outside of his."I could tell she didn't fully understan... me when she asked, "How does he move with me on top of him?" Usually, he doesn't. You do."I could see her picturing it in her mind.Unfortunately, so was I. And, the image was very arousing, as my then awaking manhood can testified.After a few seconds, Gwen said, "I think I've got it. What's next?" Continuing with woman on top positions, I guess. Oh, the leaves were still turning brilliant hues of red and orange and yellow. But it was 1864 and Maggie was in Virginia. Sighing, she turned away from the window, once again cursing the Fates which had had her turn a marriageable 17 at the start of the War Between the States. Maggie could see only one benefit to being unmarried at the God-awful age of 21. When she worked at the hospital, along with every other able bodied woman in the county, she wasn’t required to work in the more critical. Without any hesitation, they both dived in and started licking each other in what had to be the most beautiful 69 I've ever seen. It made me wonder if they had done that before because each girl seemed to know exactly what her sister needed. They would take turns bringing each other close to orgasm then stop to let the pleasure build. I just laid there stroking my hard cock enjoy this beautiful show. There really is a difference between making love and fucking and these sisters were making love. .' I muttered, my mind focussing on the flashing patterns again.same woman, same man. This time her lips were kissing the head of the penis while she looked up.I began to get a funny feeling about these new pictures. 'Ohhhh...' Now what had I just been thinking?she was now sucking on the man's hard penis. His hand had drifted down and was gently guiding her head, stroking her hair.'She sure does look like she's enjoying herself,' I thought to myself. I felt a stirring under my skirts. My own.