Yes, I cleaned her pussy, but I kept scrubbing my way up. Her knees buckled a bit going over her mound, and she really leaned into my hands as I reach...d her breasts. Then it was my turn and she made the most of it. I probably haven’t been cleaned so thoroughly since I was a babe. And then she began on my cock. Just the attention she gave the rest of my had me half hard, but then she reached down with her soapy hands and cleaned me so well that MY knees half-buckled, and then she knelt and took. You reached into the leg of my loose shorts, and the touch of your hand on my cock was incredible. Slowly, you tugged it out the leg of my shorts, knelt down in front of me, and took my cock slowly into your mouth. You seemed to know instinctively EXACTLY how to make me feel the most wonderful sensations. You drew my cock halfway into your mouth; all the while your tongue was circling my glans.Drawing it in and out of your mouth like that, you brought me almost to orgasm. Three times you did. They were always of me, as a person, performing oral sex on a guy - period. By my mid teens my parents started leaving me home alone, and by this point in time, I'd grown my hair somewhat, which was acceptable (though not encouraged) in the 60's. It wasn't super long, but I was able to comb it down into bangs and forward on the sides. And when I put my makeup on, I think (or at least imagined) that I was presenting an acceptable girl image from a short distance. I'd sit in the front window of. ‘Uhh…Ellie?’ I called out. ‘Come in here. I want to show you something,’ I heard from the darkness. I entered the cave and she was sitting on a huge, flat rock, smoking a cigarette. ‘How do you know he’s playing around?’ I asked. I couldn’t believe that handsome, straight forward, naïve-acting Don – the honest, methodical, Filipino pre-law student – was having an affair. ‘She’s some chickie at State,’ she said. Don had worked for years and was now finishing college late while Ellie was the.