If I used a powder puff on my pussy, it would feel like a hatchet."Jan said, "We've gotten too old for college kids. Let the coeds have the chafed pus...ies." They didn't use protection either. Think STD. How could we be so stupid?" A dripping wet pussy hath no conscience. We were half-drunk and horny. It can be a lethal combination." So do we have a pact to stay away from the kiddies?" Consider it signed."Sandy asked, "This drink is helping. Don't you want one?" Nah, I've recovered, except for. He pulled his cock out of my slippery cunt, slipped out of mattress and I heard him going to the wash room. I saw a mess of his cheesy cream on my pussy. I touched it with my finger and licked it. It tasted so nice that I starting licking and eating his juice; gushing from my legs. I stood up and started wearing my panties when I heard the wash room door being opened. I saw my father in law standing at the door with his limp penis dangling between his legs. He was holding anal beads and other. “Good morning, Cheri. I thought you might like some breakfast, so I made you some scrambled eggs and toast. We have juice and coffee – do you take anything in your coffee?”“Thank you, Mrs. Olsen. That’s really nice. You didn’t have to go to all that trouble.”“It was no trouble,” Susan said as she set the tray down in front of the young girl in her guestroom bed; the same bed that she and Samantha had used for their tryst just a few days earlier. She suppressed a smile, not wanting to explain. Maybe no better than Metzger. Sure, Metzger was rougher, but no doubt Moe had hurt her, too. And got her mixed up in the seediness of his world. Shit. But maybe it was better this way. Wasn’t he just thinking how much trouble a dame could be when he was working? And Mona hating him was a lot easier to think about than Mona in harm’s way. She was a damn fine woman who deserved better than Moe could give her. At least now she would be safe. “Like I said, she’s got nothing to do with this.”.