Any suggestions?”“Do you grow any of your own vegetables?”“Some, sure.”“Encourage him to look after your patch. Gardening, or farming, is ...bout the only thing he knows other than deviant sex.”That was easy enough to do; he knew about the vegetable garden, of course. I only had to show him where the key was to the tool-shed, and take him with me to do some hoeing. The girls had helped with the patch, but he soon made it clear that this was ‘his’ patch. It was not for the girls, or Sally (except. The aroma was overwhelming as she pressed my lips to her wetness. I licked and then nibbled for a bit and then hooked the strings to her thong and pulled it down as I had seen done in porno movies I had watched online. “Lick my hot cunt,” she whispered, “lick it, lick it.”I started at the very bottom of her pussy, almost to her asshole and licked up. I kissed and nibbled and licked on both sides of her pussy lips and then up to her clit. She almost screamed as I took it between my lips and. Her sheer white panties were wet, the gusset was transparent, showing off her pussy lips. My cock was getting hard now. I slipped my fingers into her pantie waistband and slowly pulled them over her hips. Doreen was wearing real panties, not those string in the ass crack type. I leaned back and slid them over her calves, and down to her ankles. She raised her foot and I slipped them off, then the same for the other foot. Doreen's wet and swollen pussy was now displayed for my eyes to feast on.. “Do you want it?” Scott said, not clear as to who he was talking to. Kat nodded. Quinn growled, softly. “I can't hear you. Do you want it?” Scott repeated, “Say it! I wa nt to hear you say it.” This time it was obvious that he was talking to Kat. Kat had never had a man touch her there. It was so different from when Raven had touched her there. Scott's fingers were bigger and rougher. It excited her, tremendously. “ Yes! God, yes! I want you there,” she said, in a voice not her own. “Where?”.