After a few moments the woman comes back and Mary watches as her breast swing from side to side and those again have Mary hooked like a d**g then as M...ry puts the plates down on the table the mother places her hand on Mary's and ask for a small glass for the baby but never removed her hand and looked deep into Mary's eyes. Even thought Mary had a lot of tables she keep coming back to there table and this woman. As it got later and the dive cleared Mary and the woman talked more the man just got. Following the trail of baby oil I slowly smoothed my hands down over my rib cage, then further over my quivering tummy. As I reached my hips I opened my legs wide, feeling the cool air wash over my wet pussy. Running my finger tips up the inside of my soft silky thighs my hips arched as my fingers reached that sweet meeting point between my legs. I softly ran my right middle finger over the edges of my swollen pussy lips, so softly at first I could barely feel it. It almost tickled, but it. Of course anyone with eyes in their head could see that the explosion of young men and quartets into the hobby, and the ever-present barbershop groupies, would lead to an undercurrent of sexuality that none of the old school would want to acknowledge. No one talked about it, but it was there.Eileen kissed her husband again and whispered in his ear just before the photographer lined the guys up for their official photo. She ran her fingers through his thinning auburn hair as well, and licked her. It certainly wasn't where one would find a typical clit—although men never seem to know where to actually find it. Rather than try to figure that one out at the moment I decided to treat it as one until further notice, even if its size has required it to find a new place to hide out. When I looked at her with an obvious question on my face she gave an eloquent shrug of her shoulders that didn't need her telepathy to clarify it.It's not my fault if other women are under-endowed.Once it had.