Breakdown.I can't remember where I heard the word, but I think it is not a goodword. I wish I could remember why.****I remember where I heard my word....There were two voices, talkingnearby. One was a soft, high voice, and it said something I could notunderstand. Then the other voice, which was deeper and louder,responded by saying my word.The soft-voiced one did not like the word. I heard it crying. I don'twant it to cry, because the voice reminded me of something happy.*****I am learning more. As I wandered through the line of trees to the neighbours cottage, I noticed that I couldn’t hear the girls anymore. As I emerged on the other side of the trees, I saw them drying off. What a beautiful body she had. She stood at about 5’4”, with beautiful tanned legs. Her caramel coloured hair hung down, just past her shoulders, but it was her piercing blue eyes that really stood out. I don’t know how long I stood staring at her, it could have been ten seconds, but it could have been ten. But I put a lid on my temper and said, “Exactly what does THAT mean?” She looked at me pleadingly and said, “You don’t know him. We met at the club. And since then we have had several lunches. During that time, he has been a perfect gentleman.”I said bitterly, “Meaning he hasn’t tried to fuck you yet.” She looked disgusted and said, “There’s no need to be vulgar. It isn’t like that. He’s older and very rich and worldly. All he wants is my companionship.”I looked incredulous. So she quickly. I wanted a better look so shuffled on to my knees and turned my body round so I facing her feet and moved my head to above her genitals, this was the first time I had seen a pussy at such close quarters so was just looking at it in admiration, I moved my left hand underneath her left leg and from behind used my fingers to open her lips I felt Sharon move on the bed and then her mouth engulf my cock she was nervous and hesitant at first but started to bob her head up and down my cock. Very tasty.