”“Not so fast. I think we ought to take care of the flowerbed. We can pot a couple of bushes and plant some seeds. It’s far cheaper than what th... landscaper will charge.”“Okay, that’s one afternoon of work.”“So we’re agreed.”“Yes.”They sat there, side by side, looking around the room. The silence lasted long enough that most people would have become uncomfortable. Benny and Tim were trying to get clear what they wanted to say.“Do you think we’re nudging the world in a better direction?”“I don’t. Mark let the dog in he went straight into the living room stopped and sniffed the air we all look at the dog he can smell pussy we said all this time Sandras mind was any were but here the dog went over to Sandra sniffed her pussy seemed to like what he smelt and the dog started to lick Sandras [pussy something in Sandra head made her open her eyes the look of utter horry on her face as she took in what was happening to her she did not belive what her eyes were telling her her dog was licking. I comply, but please, don't betray me to the bandits outside. Help me! Tutor me! Show me what I must do!"I didn't budge. Instead, I was imagining her lying on her back, wriggling with discomfort as I coated her skin with pig's fat with the aid of a coarse horsehair brush, teasing the grease inside her cracks. Then, with this done, all that remained was to coax a dry hickory fire into life.I stroked the nun's tunic, angry at myself and annoyed at my weakness, consulting my conscience and it beat. " I know her very well, Alan, and I know one thing she misses most in her life. Can you guess just what that might be?" she asked me, smiling down at me, as her tight pussy pleasured me up and down."Wouldn't be doing this, would it?" I asked."You seem to know a lot about older women, Alan. Is this something about you? This thing for older women?" Yeah, I guess it is. There just seems to be a lot of really pretty older women around and, well, I really like them." Who was the first older woman.