But I'm still loath to mention what I saw last night. None of us need theconfrontation that would inevitably follow - least of all the person who'dhav... to explain why she kept quiet about it for so long."Tomorrow I have to go to Reading, because I can't postpone seeing my mumand my sisters any longer," says Kerrie. "I'll tell everyone you'll betravelling with me as far as Fareham, which I believe is where you saidyour husband lives."Gerald moves closer to her. They're a couple, whether they. After five minutes of that he wanted us to lie on the floor in a triangle so that I could lick Fiona's pussy, she could lick Sandra's and Sandra could lick mine, I liked that bit. His next request was for Sandra and me to do sixty-nine while Fi fucked herself with a dildo.Martin enjoyed himself getting us to obey his instructions. His next idea was for me to take the dildo from Fi's vagina and lick her pussy juice of it. Then I was instructed to fuck myself with it while Fi and Sandra did. My first sex was probably like yours, my own hand. That happened, it seems really about the time I went into middle school, say sixth grade, that I started to become accomplished in giving myself sexual pleasure.I didn't know about my clit but I did know that if I held my electric toothbrush base to my pussy it felt best right up near the top of my pussy. There were other things like a big, fat pencil, the eraser end, that I used but my fingers were always with me and, literally, right at. I slowly walked up the stairs to my empty bed and stripped out of my new dress. I washed my face of the makeup I had applied so carefully and let my hair down, the elaborate hairdo I began the evening with forgotten. All of that care for what? A date with a man who wanted nothing more than to get into my panties for some satisfaction? For him, of course, not for me! I sighed, turned out the light and pulled the covers over me. The last thoughts I had before I fell asleep were about the laughter.