She wiggled her ass angrily, trying to shake off my hand. I lifted her skirt and snuck my hand into her panties. I found her cunthole and pushed my t...umb in. She clamped her legs shut, effectively trapping me in her. My forefinger was right at the other side so I tickled her stiff clit with it. She sighed softly into the phone and her legs parted slowly. I replaced my thumb with a finger and when she was slippery enough, added another. She rocked back and forth, getting wetter and wetter. I. ?Wake up Paul; aren?t you done with the whore yet???No George we were about to have coitus.??Well get on with it, I?m horny darling. I?ll take a shower don?t be all night fucking the bitch.?He turned to her and asked if the missionary position would be suitable. She just rolled over on her back and spread her thighs wide, smiling at him like a teenager in love. He fingered her vagina while sucking her breasts until she was wet and then got on top of her penetrating her very gently before. We had turned down the bed covers and were laying along side each other stroking each other. As memory tends to exaggerate I guess he must have been about seven inches and about the same thickness as me. He too was uncut as they put it nowadays. I thought it was normal and that everyone had a foreskin. Not until I went to Grammar School and saw in the showers cocks with no foreskin. I didn’t think anything of it. Of course my initiation into Grammar School is another story for another day. As. And I promised..."Russ waited, but Sally wasn't prepared to say anything more. He pulled Herbert's cap off and started to stuff it in his pocket again. "Can I try it on," she asked.She held the cap in both hands, as if weighing it. Raised it to her nose and sniffed."Herbert's hair oil, I suppose," Russ said in answer to her quizzical glance.She was looking inside, almost turning the cap inside out. What was that? A label of some sort?"'Herbert Arthur Sutcliffe Chambers', wow! There's a name to.