But, her daddy had stopped when she'd asked him to stop. And her daddy had listened when she'd implored him to listen and he'd learned that Gomer Pyle...was the best man for his girl, his only c***d. "Are you sure, Lou-Ann?" I'm sure if you're sure, Gomer." Well, I'm sure if you're sure, Lou-Ann." Then it's settled."---------His great, cloaked heart had given way in the Summer of '74. Never married, she'd given up and intended to move away from him, far away from California. "No more, Vince. No. I slid my fingers along my pussy, up and down, then through the lips, up and down. I was very wet and, without having to penetrate my hole for moisture, I stroked the outside of the clitoris. I was progressing mush faster than I would to another woman but I knew what I could tolerate and wanted for this situation. My other hand lelft my breast and plunged into my hole. With my pussy and clit being stimulated, my eyes flicked open. I was nervous about seeing the men, wondering what they. He responded by putting his hand inside of my sweats and rubbing me through my underwear. I was wet and it made it easier for him. He took his hand out and slowly slid waistband of my pants and underwear down my legs and tossed it on the floor. He flicked his tongue in my mouth one last time before moving down to lick the juice from my pussy. I moaned out louder. His tongue flicked my clit and he put two fingers in my pussy. His fingers moved in and out faster and he added another. I was so. I need it right now.Her brother was home from school but she was almost sure he had a girl with him. Then she heard the lawnmower in the backyard, pulled on the top of her flimsy baby dolls, tossed back her carefully dyed hair, licked her lips and hurried down the stairs, barefoot, boobs bouncing, pussy already warm and wet, in need of more friction.In the kitchen sat her lusty mother, looking happy and sipping coffee. Did you do him? the girl asked, sure her limber mother looked freshly.