She’d chicken out in the end - I was sure of it! And if she told any of her friends that she was planning to come for sex training at the home of an...unknown older man, they would march her straight home. Two days beforehand, though, all she’d wanted to talk about was how much she needed to learn. Her sexual experience, which was limited to some unsatisfactory kissing and giving one blowjob. “Can you teach me how to kiss?” she’d texted. “I don’t think I know how to do it the way you’re supposed. I began to do her doggy style as she buried her face in Missy's pussy. The look of pure lust on Missy's face was getting me close so I slowed down. Missy grabbed the back of Anna's head and screamed as she had her first orgasm. I pulled Anna up to me so that I could taste Missy. When I bent her back over Missy had turned around and was under her in a sixty nine. I pounded her as Missy licked and sucked her clit. Anna's juices were flowing everywhere and all she could do was moan while holding. Her pussy was making so much fluid, I had never seen that before. My girlfriends had never done that. She wasn’t squirting, but seeping cream all over. I stopped the tape and rewound it to the start. I felt weird watching him do this, but I pretended I was watching a porno actor doing her then later, me.At the start, the camera was on a wide view. The bedroom and the bed, her in the middle in white lingerie, a babydoll with suspenders and stockings. You could barely hear him say something… she. Lorena pats his arm. The same answer as last year and the year before and every year since his wife died. He won’t show up. “There will be a place waiting for you,” she affirms, thinking about the years they came over for Christmas dinner. “Merry Christmas, Greg.”“Merry Christmas,” he replies. Then he turns back toward the door and goes inside.Lorena watches him until the door closes. She lingers for just a minute more before turning to go back inside her own house. Colin is probably waiting by.