" My face was only inches away from her gaping hole and the smell of her sex and the spunk was overpowering. I looked over at Carl, hoping for help, b...t he was watching intently. Then I buried my face in her sticky cunt and licked at it like mad. Emily grasped my hair and held me in so I couldn't escape. By then, my self-respect had gone and I wanted to lick her and taste them on my tongue.I wanted her to humiliate me in front of him; I wanted to be the sex slave of my wife and a boy ten years. Of course, he also took care to look down the front of my dress when I gave him the chance, and he kept trying to see through Mary's shirt as well. She'd left the dorm with three buttons open. When we left the museum, another was undone, and I think Will got plenty of encouragement.The museum was closing as Will walked away, and we headed slowly toward the Union to meet our guys."You like Will. I do, too. Give you some of that variety you talk about." Maybe. We'll see. He's nice, and he's. I told her that I will guide her and she just has to move accordingly. I asked her to keep her hands on my shoulders and I held her one hand and my other hand on her waist, she felt the spark in the spine and moved. The romance charm in me had kicked in and I held her by the waist looked into her eyes and loved the way she was moving with ease and such charm. She breathed a little harder on my face with warmth-ness and felt amazing about it and I said I loved it.Pinched her gently on her waist. At that time my brest were only about a B cup, Now , 12 years later my hair is short and I am about 120 lb's ,but my brest are up to a C cup, I can go bra less and I have very little sag if any. There was a large secton of land behind out rural home in Mississippi , we had only 10 ac. of land but the only road going into the land behind us was to cross our land . A large logging company was moving in to start cutting the timber behind us, the owner of the logging company was a 35 year old man.