“Ah,” I released the hold on the rack. Instead, I held his head with my right hand and pressed it into my pussy!Now the story is continued.That mo...ent is one of the unforgettable one in my life until now. Releasing my first juice for a man and also exactly in his face. I never even dreamed someone will lick my panties today when I wore it in the morning. With one my left hand I was handling the back of his head.My right hand was handling my book rack. He was continuously licking my entire pussy. It's not that we're gay."Hard! He didn't know the half of it. I sat up and tried not to look like I was trembling. "No, of course not. But if you don't mind, I mean, I have to be naked for it to work." Oh, yeah, of course. Skin on skin is very important in this kind of game."I stood on that cue even though I knew my boxers would tent significantly. I paused for a moment, admiring my lithe frame in the weak light, before I slipped my boxers down to my ankles and stepped out of them."Bend over. Hell, we're set up big time with plenty of equipment, plenty of game, and plenty of help."I'm practically sure you can find four or five willing women to mate with you. It's what they call marriage. In fact we're short of men." And they don't care if a man has more than one mate?" he asked."They'd think there was something wrong with you if one was all you wanted. If you can keep 'em supplied with meat you'll get along fine and the women expect to do most of the work. If you kill plenty of meat. He can't do anything to you, just look at him and confront him,' I told myself.I turned slowly to face him. He was older and not in the least bit familiar. He was dressed in a worn out suit and tie and had a small amount of stubble. He resembled a very broken down businessman. He hadn't moved his hand from my leg and he was still caressing. I cleared my throat, "Listen, I don't know who the fuck you think you are, but you can't go around doing this. You can't follow me about, and you can't send.