Quella buonanima di mio marito, che Dio l'abbia in gloria, me la sapeva leccare davvero bene. Si ficcava col viso tra le mie cosce spalancate e me la ...avorava di lingua e di labbra fino a quando non ero venuta almeno per due o tre volte. Non era un grande scopatore, ma come la sapeva leccare lui non c'era nessuno. Lo faceva con grazia, mettendoci tutto l'impegno possibile, si vedeva che gli piaceva. Mi ha fatto fare delle gran belle godute e adesso mi manca parecchio.Ormai è morto da parecchi. You get quickly lost in the music. I feel so proud.I'm spontaneous, but I'm clumsy in my bare feet. Though who could hold it against me? Utterly abandoned and gloriously happy, I'm aware of faces turned towards us, but this is OUR time!My Mistress and I own this time... This place! My lovely dress rides up. I smooth it back down.The band takes a break. You tell me to look after myself for a few minutes while you talk to a colleague. I swap my empty glass for a full one (thanks again Ms Moss),. I thought it was Dad, but Uncle Peter had been working on my bum!”I looked toward June with a look of anguish. At this stage I had my hand over my mouth, I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.“Then things really started to get organized, as if pre-arranged they all stopped, then moved around the bed lying me onto my side. Both Uncle Peter and Dad, placed their hands up to their mouths collecting spittle, dually rubbing it on their cocks. Dad entered me first, which wasn’t to bad, nevertheless. I want you. I want to know if this can work. And I really want to come again. Please?" My God, you are gorgeous." I'm sure. Sweaty, red-faced, eyes bloodshot, hair looking like a rat's nest..." Ravishing. Stunning. Sexy." He leaned in and whispered the last one. "Fuckable." So ... that's a yes?" How could I say no to a beautiful woman?" Alright. Back to my question. What position?" Well, um, almost anything except the ... uh ... traditional one." Missionary?" Yeah. Not that one." Okay. So, what.