He admired my chest (guys usually just talk to it and think about getting their hands on it). My nipples popped up big-time and he admired them, too.H... admired my butt (what there was of it), my legs, my face, my hair -- everything. He would have admired my pussy, too, if it had been out for inspection. I had thoughts of stripping my clothes off and having him admire it, too.But most of all, he seemed to be admiring me. Everything he said implied he thought I was the perfect mother, the perfect. [A friend’s mother delivered milk in a horse drawn cart.]We are the last to hear Roosevelt ‘s radio “fireside chat” assurances and to see gold stars in the front windows of our grieving neighbors.We can also remember the parades on August 15, 1945; VJ Day.We saw the ‘boys’ home from the war, build their Cape Cod style houses, some pouring their cellar, tar papering it over and living there ‘til they could afford the time and money to build it out.We remember trying to buy a new car after the. She shouted in pain it was very tight….I love to take tight pussies. I pushed it further and it broke the hymen. She was in tears Love you Leena…..first time, you have to bear this pain .I could feel that some liquid came out and I knew that it was blood. I had virgin choot to fuck.. I waited for some seconds and then started stroking slowly …..now she was enjoying…..oohhhh…..do it..Sidd….fuck me like a bitch. Do it I love it more than any thing else.. Do it..I started sucking her boobs and. By the time his mouth released them, her body revealed her need for more direct pleasure. Legs wide, hips raised, her hands pressed the top of his head to speed his travels south.He had time to tease, so his mouth skipped her needy clit. His fingers however hovered close to the pin of pleasure beginning to emerge from its hood as if searching for something to give it friction. But even his fingertips danced near without contacting her clit. They caressed the slippery edges coaxing more fragrant.