It's something everyone wants to try at least once." I paused and then asked, "Mind if I share a secret with you?"She replied, "Go ahead, I shared eno...gh of mine with you. Besides, I've always wondered what's going on in the mind of yours." Did you notice how high the fence in the back yard is?"She nodded, "It looks brand new; is it?" Yes; and it's that high for a reason. " The expression on her face changed and I thought she was beginning to get the picture. Just in case she didn't I. Anyway, Debbie really appreciated the gesture, and at some point, near the end, when the alcohol had worked its magic on me, I mustered the nerve to tell her that I wasn't as conservative (and even boring) as she probably thought I was. Indeed, I said, I'd recently presented my wife with a portfolio of photos of myself in the nude. (I mean I was nude in the photos, although I also may have been when I presented them!)Debbie was suitably impressed, and we doubtless gossiped and flirted a bit in. Thank god her boyfriend wasn’t home, she thought. The image should have made her feel guilty, but surprisingly it didn’t. Maybe she was past that.Michelle quickly gathered her things and left, sparing few words to break the awkwardness. She sat down in the car and could feel the wetness of his deposit matting her crotch and streaking down her tanned leg. She looked at the sticky white strand and debated over what to do about it, finally retrieving it with a finger and wiping it on her soiled. He managed to get them off one leg and they bunched uselessly about her other ankle. "Spread her cunt open for me", he whispered to me "Like this?" I replied as I opened her lips for him to see. "Oohhhh Yeah! Like that." He took a long look at her wide-open lips. She continued to fiddle with his trouser front until finally his cock sprang out from the restriction of his waistband. Her eyes looked directly at me, she was flushed - a deeper red than I had ever seen her being. Her legs were open.