All those "from time to time" occasions started to happen more and more often. They gradually lost their sense of decency, despite being somehow (or f...lly?) aware of their own initial intentions. Basically they were just laughing and horsing around in a manner that was careless more than enough. Something primal and raw could easily be erupted into life at any moment. First it could be a playful release of emotional and somewhat of a physical energy. Then it could get a little more physical.. The huff of his breath touching my bare cunt made me pant a little. I did it yet again, but this time I put my fingers right against my skin, and as he took that last step forward and started to lick, I slipped my fingers away and let his tongue find the source of that wet treat. I couldn't help feeling nervous that he might bite or hurt me. You can't tell a dog how you like it. But that thought fled from my mind as soon as his long wet tongue went sliding up my ass and into my pussy. He. When I was 14, during my Summer holidays, I lay in bed one morning, bathing in the Suns' rays of warmth, which were spilling through my drawn Venetian-Blinds.Mum called out as she was leaving, to go into town, suggesting I get up before the day had gone.The front door closed and the car engine started, revved-up and dissipated into the surrounding noises, as she drove away, leaving me alone and half asleep.I waited a few moments listing to the hedge clipper scything a hedge somewhere on the. .pretty as you mama - prettier, even. What are you now 18 - 19? Turn around, girl, let me look at you."I did like he said and he whistled again. "Girl you got some pretty legs on you – just like your momma. He reached over and ran his hand up and down my bare legs. "Fuck! Soft as silk an' sweet as sugar!"He pulled me close and bent his head to mine – and we kissed, his hungry mouth clamping over mine, his tongue snaking into my 18 year old mouth and down my throat.OHMIGOD! I was SO hungry for.