I untie her salwar and slowly start to remove it, she was wearing light pink panty, It make me too much horny, I removed her panty & salwar ,to half w...y, all together in a rash way. When I saw her cunt it makes me stood still for a while, it was clean shaved. I saw many cunts in x-rated movies but this was the most beautiful I have ever saw, I touch it with my fingers, it was flux and a little warm, I forward and start to lick her cunt, it gives a strange smell, during this she was moaning “aa. She tried dismissing them with the blanket statement that the major's mind had been occluded, but found this simply evoked a new avenue of inquiry. In short order she realized that the discussion was going to take considerable time, and rather than take away further from the forthcoming ceremony—already delayed and somewhat marred by what had just transpired—she told Joe they would talk of it more the next day.For a time she was able to put it out of her mind and give her full attention to Zo's. I made up a word for my unclothed predicament. I called it 'nudity'. Yep, I was as nude as the day the Creator made me! This is what I did for a living. I gave a name to 'things' which had no name before.Truth be told, one of the first things I named was the long, dangly appendage hanging down between my legs. The word 'cock' came to my mind and I decided to stay with it. I believe I came up with the name when I'd named the 'rooster'. Those horny cacklers wake up early in the morning and crow. I had used it as a hideaway for several years, and taken a couple of girls, and a male friend or two, there for sex. Clara met me at the station, which was usually unmanned, and we simply walked down the tracks, climbed down the embankment, and went into the shed. I had, over the years, collected a few old blankets, some porn magazines (left over from a former girlfriend), and a lawn chair and an old cable spool, a small one, that I used as a table. Somehow, I seemed to be the only one that.