They were fucking harder then ever and seeing as they were I shifted my body and stuck out my tongue to do some licking. “What are you doing?” she...asked as I shifted myself so that I could be right underneath her tits and those hard ass nipples which stuck out like national monuments in my opinion. “Just shifting my body so I can umm tease you and make you cum all over the place,” I replied. “Ohhhhhh,” she uttered. “Please…go for it. I can’t wait.” “Neither can I,” I told her, smiling. I winked. The best one Ah found besides her was my own sis. Ma taught her well and she got lots of dates from the better guys when the word got around. Lots of times she didn’t get a good enuf fuckin from her dates and she’d slip into my bed and Ah’d wake up with a slippery pussy ridin me.Durin the three years Ah went to high school Ah didn’t date the popler girls. My sister helped me pick out the ones that would appreciate me. So Ah got lots of great fucks those years. Ah still screws some of the better. I dressed in my frilly things and nanny fedme my bottle and spooned me babyfood out of jars. Yes, I was now eatingnothing more solid than fruit sauces and strained meats and vegetables.Nanny would feed me while watching TV, rock me against her perfumedbosom when I was done, and pat me until I burped.She would set me on the floor sucking on my pacifier or to play with myplastic key-ring or to color in my coloring book. I guess whatever wasin my baba and food helped keep me placid and happy.. Paula caressed her stocking-clad thigh and calf as she stared between her spread thighs at the men behind her who were straining to see beneath my wife's skirt. Her bent-over posture had pulled the skirt high on her thighs allowing the men nearest to her to see almost up to her thin panties. Paula played no favorites. She rotated on the stage allowing each group of men around the runway a chance to see the lush thighs only partially hidden beneath her skirt. She switched from leg to leg and.