It’s not so far...”It was a good ride. The bunker was built, well off the beaten track, in the fifties, initially as a defence control centre, the... modified as a regional headquarters. We parked the bikes, a little nervously, on a sloping gravelled car-park, and made our way through woods to the small bungalow which formed the entrance. The tour was interesting, if a little depressing, and took just over an hour. I, for one, sincerely hope that such is never required. The notion of nuclear,. I pushed her upon it gently and then climbed on top of her, stradling herhips. As I inched my pussy up her tummy i told her to keep her handsdown, not to touch quite yet. I gliding up to her breasts, making sureshe had a excellent view of my pussy I then ran my fingers inside myaching cunt, rubbing my clit hard. She reached up to try to touch me buti said not yet, i continued to fuck myself, going very slowly, lettingher watch my every move. She stared intensely at my cunt, as my fingers. “Gosh thanks bruv!” Susan looked down her own body and casually ran a hand over her budding breasts. I watched enviously as the soft flesh bobbled about. She did it a couple of times and glancing at her face I saw she was starting to go red. She suddenly caught my glance and brought her hand down.“It’s all right…carry on if you like.” Susan now looked totally embarrassed. I longed to share my experiences with Auntie Eleanor with her to make her feel better.“I know girls like playing with. . I want to," Cindy whimpered. "My tongue is hot for your cunt, Valerie... my tongue's burning!"Valerie smiled happily. Her lush thighs parted. Cindy kissed down her belly and ran her tongue through the dark curls of the older woman's luxuriant cunt mound, slobbering into that thick jungle. Shifting lower, she licked up the insides of Valerie's thighs. She gazed lovingly at the woman's pussy. Valerie's cunt- lips were peeled wide open and the darker inner cunt flesh, streaked with pussy cream,.