My hands came down to her thighs separating them ever so slightly, letting more of her amazing scent escape, driving me even more wild. She was breat...ing fast as well, moaning out loudly, her hands massaging her own breasts now under the bra.I brought my eyes back down lest I just stare at her tits waiting for a glimpse of her nipples. I kept thinking in the back of my mind ... if you just get her riled up enough ... keep at it.My mouth and tongue worked slowly along her inner thighs, causing. I THEN WOULD TORTURE HIM UNTIL I WAS SATISFIED WHICH MY BEING EATEN AND HIM BEING FUCKED IN THE ASS AND MILKED TILL I WAS READY TO STOP WAS TWO DIFFERENT TIME ZONES. SO HE KNEW WHEN TO LICK AND WHEN TO STOP. FOR I WAS CRAZY IF I DID NOT GET MY FILL OF HIM. HE KNEW WHERE HE COULD FINGER FUCK WHILE HE WAS EATING ME WHAT NOISES I MADE RIGHT BEFORE I CAME AND WHEN TO ROTATE FINGERS WITH TONGUE AND HAD MY COMBINATION DOWN PAT SO I LAYED UPON MY BACK ON MY LEATHER TRENCH AND LET HIM HAVE HIS WAY. I spent many long lonely nights. Often on those nights, my thoughts wouldturn to Coach Williams. I knew then he was my first "crush." I wondered wherehe was and how he was doing.Time moved along quickly until one day I found myself approaching forty. Havingnever been with a man, I had come to accept the fact that I was meant to livemy life alone, being a "confirmed bachelor." I also decided to move back closerto home. No one there would ever know or even think I was gay. My "ugly secret"would. I worry that you are doing this because you think it pleases me. I wantto be sure that it is what you want and it pleases you. If you are notcomfortable, I do not want you to wear these clothes." Mother will you please help me put my panties on, I'm cold," Wendellsaid a little impatiently. "What color panties do you want to wear today, Wendy?" Madge askedhappily."I want the green panties and the matching green top and the whiteshorts. Grandma's favorite color is green- like her garden,".