Sweat beads formed on the lips to her flower. A musty aroma filled the air. She hummed lightly as Angie worked her fingers closer and closer to Joy’... vagina.Angie moved the edge of her hand along the inside of Joy’s inner thigh, ever so close to Joy’s vagina, which at this point was showing definite signs of excitement. Joy rubbed the back of her neck.“Are you okay?” Angie asked.“Yes,” Joy replied. “It's just that you’re getting me all worked up.”Angie moved away from Joy’s erogenous zone, but. He said he always suggested most women do better the first time if their siginificant others watch in secret; leave and then quietly come back to watch without a lot of attention. The most important thing was to convince her that this was a gift for her pleasure, and that anything that she did or allowed him to do to her was part of the giftMy excuse was that I was going for a run for about half an hour. She was nervous about me leaving but I think really excited about what could happen. I was. Blen moved up on top of Nick and kissed him, her tongue lingering long and deep. Then she knelt beside him and bent her head forward, so her hair hung down, and brushed it up and down his body. His penis strained to its fullest height. Blen folded it, safe from harm, against his stomach, rolled him over, straddled his buttocks, and once more brushed her hair over his body. Next, beginning at his shoulders, she massaged her way down to his feet, then rolled him back, and lay over him and kissed. . this is your son ... this child came from your body ... are you insane?He was finally silent, and I just lay there in his lap, exhausted.She finally went to sleep, laying there on my lap. She’d stopped crying, at least, and I felt like she was listening to me, to my arguments. I almost felt a little hope that I was winning her over, but I knew how strong a lifetime of conditioning was, at the same time. It felt good just to sit there on her bed and hold her, she was soft and warm and smelled.