"She never heard the door open, she was concentrating that hard on thevideo. Suddenly Mrs Fenton was behind, her hands gently rubbing over herbreasts...."You like that site?" I, I," she stuttered in surprise."We decided to look, after your bookmark showed up in our own,"explained Diane with a grin. "You're a naughty Kitten, but we likeNaughty Kitten's, don't we Tom?"Suddenly Mr Fenton was there beside his wife, his fingers caressing hercheek. "Yes we do, especially pretty ones with something. She pressed her face close to mine and smiled as her fingers slid between my lips, rubbing the cream along every part of my open cunt, from my clit to my hole. Then, her mouth opened and she showed her teeth in an evil grin as she pushed her fingers deep inside my cunt. I heard myself moaning and blubbering from a long way away, saw the faces of the women in the room cringe. She slid her fingers deep into my ass, back into my cunt, back up and down the inside of my vagina. She dipped her hand. Honestly, as I stood and he turned me to face the door, I had mixed emotions. I knew he wanted to fuck me, but I was scared because I had never been fucked before, and at the same time, all that mouth kissing had made me want it badly. He had me wiggle my hips as he ran his rough hands - he was a construction worker - up and down my smooth legs. Then I did something wild. I have the ability to rump shake my ass - the way women do - and I began doing it for him. That was it! He pulled me down on. ’ In this case ‘back in the day’ refers to the sixties. You may be wondering why a guy my age would be writing about the sixties on a sex themed web site. Heck, I was only six when Jimi Hendrix took the stage at Monterey during the Summer Of Love. It would be years before I would see any residual benefits from the sexual revolution and free love. I was more concerned with learning the colors of the fat crayons that sat before me on my school desk than any sexual moves. The language of love was.