Her scent was intoxicating, she was already wet, wonderfully aroused, so I doubted this was really going to take a very long time. Spreading her labia...apart with my fingers, I exposed her swollen pink pearled pleasure button and began."Aay... Bee... Thee... Dee... Eee... Efth... Gee..."Tongue stroking her pussy with my tongue while singing the ABC song never failed to set her off, sometimes I went through it twice, but she always climaxed midway through the third time. Tonight was no different.. She had understood from her late teens that she could take pleasure in sex without commitment and that it was an exercise of power.The power position was usually held by men, but never with Becca. She was precocious in using her sexuality in a manner that she judged liberating, turning the tables on men. It had been the subject of her provocative graduate thesis to explore all of this as being the height of feminism - women taking and using their power rather than being submissive to men.. Her head came back out of the water. She took several deep breaths before She went back down again and soon I was enjoying that wonderful feeling again. Her tongue explored the underside of my rod. Soon her head came up again and she caught her breath. “Enough of that,” she said. “I can’t stay down long enough.”She smiled at me and then came up to kiss me. Nancy continued to lay on my shoulder without moving. Crystal’s breasts pushed into my chest. Her erect nipples pressed hard against me. Her. He used the mouse to move things around, and found the title at the top: Fiddling Around With Uncle Bob, by Lubrican."No! You can't read that!" yelled Raleigh, as she dashed back into the room. She pushed him away from the computer desk. "That's private." Her fingers flashed and the screen went blue as she dumped the file.But Bob had seen the title, which might be the file name as well. And he was going to be living here for the next few days. He planned on doing a little exploring, to see just.