I put Night of the Living Dead in the VHS player. By the time the k**s were going to fuck in the cemetery I had her reclined tongue kissing her and fo...dling her ample breasts. I was to her right on my side against the back of the sofa and she was laying on her back. I would fondle each breast some then work my right hand down to rub her pussy through her jeans. Each time she would take my hand slowly and move it to her left tit without breaking our kiss. This became a little frustrating but I. It was also going to be paddled by unknown men. I heard I’ll do it, then I felt a hand rubbing my butt cheeks and he said her ass is as smooth as alabaster, I swallowed back a whimper of shame. Then he said do you mind George if I just dip my finger for a taste of that brown eye?George said, well, maybe a little dip won’t hurt. George said wait a minute let me gag her first. I thought what did he just say? George came around in front of me and I gave him my very angry with him look.George. She couldn't have been in bed very long.She was still puzzling about these things when she heard the sound. At first she thought it came from outside. Then it came again. And she knew it was inside the house. And she realised it was human. Very human! Primitively human!'Oh! Oh God! Ohhh!' The sound of woman's voice was louder. Most of the sounds were too indistinct to make out words. Much of it was moaning. But Jane knew that she was listening to Elsie, and that Elsie and George were making. The click of heels indicated her return. She came in and glanced at me sitting on the edge of the bed but didn’t comment on my state of dress. That being, fully.“Um, so, I have to tell you something,” I blurted out. Great, way to mess things up before you start, you dolt, my inner voice berated me.She looked at me quizzically, clearly giving me the benefit of the doubt for a few moments.“I, um. I’m a… this is my first time doing this,” I finished lamely.“Oh, that’s okay honey,” she said. Yet,.