I let her win that one --gradually. I licked the tip of my tongue around and around thecompressed lips of her fledgling cunt and only slowly dre... the spirals in. When I pressed my tongue flat against her cunt and licked slowly up, she began to hump at me and grunt rhythmically. When the tip of my tongue caught the underside of her swollen clit, she began to moan -- loudly. And when I finally flicked over her tiny trigger. She whined and came. And she came hard, grinding her cunt down. While she was sitting up he reached behind her and unfastened her bra and pulled that off as she fell backwards on her towel.Her pussy was a tight lipped pussy shaved completely bare with only a small patch of black hair over the top of her pussy crack.I watched as he got down on his knees and reached out and parted her pussy lips with his fingers so he could lick her clit. Until he spread her pussy open, all you could see was a pussy crack, she was that tight lipped. He leaned forward and his. It took some time to get used to living away from people since I had grown up in suburbia Los Angeles.It was ironic, Philip was my boss at work but I was the boss at home and he didn't mind. I had just started my working career while he neared his second retirement. His biggest hobby became projects around the house. He was either building something in the yard like a retaining wall, garden, or fountain. If he couldn't do it himself, he hired someone to do it for us. Our home was becoming. I wouldn’t have done this if I weren’t sure that I could. I wouldn’t even have tried if it didn’t have the old-fashioned pedal-operated clutch so I could hold on to her. I could not have been more careful. We rode only as far as she and I agreed to beforehand. I don’t think that she was afraid, but I was. You know, as I was leaving here after Sam’s funeral last year. I came very close to being killed by car when I pulled out of here. The driver was looking for the right driveway, and was going.