He liked that in a woman. At the end of his marriage, his ex-wife had no sweetness in her. She'd morphed into a shrew.He turned on the shower, let it ...un until hot water arrived, and then adjusted the temperature to just above warm. While he soaped his body, he reflected on the previous day when he'd driven June shopping. He'd expected a fat woman. Weren't all chefs overweight? No fat, not on June's gorgeous body, at least no excess fat. Maybe a little extra in her tits. Thinking about June's. Then, still holding my head captive, he steps forward a few inches until his cockhead touches my lips.He rubs his cockhead across my lips, and I lick my lips and taste the saltiness of his precum and just the tip of his cockhead, no penetration, and I'm thinking I can do this without really sucking his cock, just get him to cum with my lips, but the pressure of my lips creating suction on his soft dickhead skin makes him groan and he thrusts his hips slowly forward as his cockhead oh so slowly. However it was going to take them a while to cut down the trees, shape them, and dry them for the job. I assured them that I was not in any hurry.About two weeks after that a horse driven wagon came to drop off some lumber. A brother and a sister started unloading the lumber off the wagon so I went out to help them. The girl was about sixteen years old and very attractive even in her black and white clothing to her ankles.About halfway through the unloading the girl asked me where my outhouse. YOU will learn this." Nazda, take her away and instruct her. You have a turning of the glass for basic instructions." Yes, Master," she said quietly. Her voice soft and arousing in itself.Leading Joan into another room Nazda stuck a finger into her pussy and having her do the same she began to instruct her on which muscles to move, how to move them and the effect she was after. Diligently Joan worked at making the muscles respond as she was taught. It was made more difficult as she did not know.