He cracked a few jokes throughout, which held my attention, and that of much of the audience. When he finished talking about himself, he turned the me...ting over to a woman who looked old enough to be my grandmother.During their changeover, someone tapped me on the shoulder and asked, “Mind if I sit here?”I looked up to find the most amazing steel-blue eyes looking back at me. I froze for a second, unable to respond by word or action. Remembering how I had felt the night before, helpless and. If she had known that she was going to be doing this, she wished that she had at least trimmed her reddish pubic hair so it wasn’t so ungainly and long. With both hands, Beth drove her fingers through the fine curls and down over her puffy pubes. He watched intently as she massaged her mound, thinking how ugly and gnarly her inner labia were and felt. Some women had ‘innies,’ nicely shaped pussy lips that were neither too large nor too small. Beth never liked her pussy having been blessed with. We started off dressed and kissing, but soon moved to unbuttoning each other’s clothes, me undoing her shirt and her pulling my tee off over my head before our mouths met again. Her cute little tits goosepimpling in the slightly cool air; she hardly ever wore underwear. Those small pert breasts contrasting with my sizeable, round ones barely constrained by my bra. We tussled for a while like that, her topless, me in my bra, both in our jeans like some kind of post-watershed Levis ad.My fingers. Danny rolled her eyes.“Why don’t we just clean up and then go out for a bite to eat?” Danny asked. About that time, I heard Bob and Betty’s car pull in to their driveway next door.Betty said she was going to go take a shower. I told her I would finish up the plantings and put away the tools.Betty disappeared into the house. I hollered over the fence at Bob. Betty answered, “He’s in the house.”I stood up and peered over my backyard fence. Betty was busy getting groceries out of the back of their.