“Where? Camping? The mountain?”“I’m taking you to see a rose bush.”Stunned at my considerate gesture, she asked, “A rose bush? Are you kid...ing me?”“My understanding is girls like roses,” I said with a straight face. “You’re a girl, so ... rose bush.”Rachael looked at me as if I’d suffered from sunstroke. “I’ve seen a rose bush. They’re not interesting. And that’s not what I call an adventure, Grandpa!”“Young lady, you must have faith,” I insisted. “We leave in half an hour.”An hour and a half. She complied. His fingers roved over her lips and crevices…….and then found her entrance. Quickly, he plunged two fingers into her wetness and felt her hips rise and her breathing become ragged. This had to be the most reactive woman he had ever had the pleasure of meeting. She began to whimper in pleasure as he drove his fingers over and over into her. He loved that sound…….but, he wondered how loud she would get if…..Bob drew his head down until he was level with the object of his. She had heard that her friend’s new husband had been in the Holy Land for many years with many stories of his adventures and she hoped the man would take pity on her and allow her to remain in his household for a sufficient amount of time for her to regain her normal equilibrium and sense of direction in her life.Lady Rebecca had not decided yet if she really wanted to remain in the service of the Lord and eventually take the vows that would rob her of any chance of normal marriage and. "He kept teasing me and I kept refusing. The rest of the Blacks and other bidders started chanting "SHOW... YOUR... CUNT... SHOW... YOUR... CUNT."After a few minutes of listening to that I was so into it that I finally lifted my dress and showed my bald pussy to the guy. The guy stuck his tongue out and acted like he was licking something with it. Something primal inside of me took over and I squatted down in front of him and put my pussy on his tongue. The crowd went wild when I did that and.