I gently used my hands to open her knees and move my face in to start.The first time I ran my tongue from her rosebud along her slit to her clit, she ...early knocked me out by slamming her legs back together several times.Her taste was fresh and sweet, nectar much too good for an old leech like me. It was a taste I will dream about for many years to come. Her skin was smooth and pink inside; her clitoris was still small, but very sensitive. I could get my tongue into her pussy hole all the way. I really felt like running to him, hugging him hard and telling him, "Honey, don't make me so mad. I want to make love to you. I want so much to be fucked by you."As I thought of that, again my knees began to buckle. I felt my pussy leaking again. Ted looked at the expressions on my face. God! Could he read my mind? He flashed his devilish smile; although I felt that at that time he was not so sure of himself. He spoke nothing as I walked out of the passage leaving Ted standing there.I was. I lifted Connie’s leg and slipped under it until I was between them, then lifted Cindy’s leg and slid under it the same way. Looking up I saw Cindy staring down at me with wide eyes and parted lips. Damn, I wished she’d take that damn top off. Oh, well. Looking down I saw one of the most beautiful pussies I’ve ever encountered. Hairless inner lips just peeking out between the outers, her woman’s well slightly open with a bubble of nectar just peeking out. Spreading her lips with my thumbs. "The way she said it made it clear that she wouldn't accept 'no' for an answer. I followed her lithe form around the corner and out into the wildflower patch my mother had planted so many years before. I watched in wonder as the girl picked a bunch of flowers, her hair being whipped by the wind coming off the mountains. I could feel my cock hardening as her shapely body moved through the field. Turning to face me she brushed a lock of hair out of her face, as the wind caught her dress, causing.