I’m just a guide here. Let’s continue dear guests… Here you can see an embroidery of the eighteenth century. A naked lady is depicted next to a ...pecial vase with scrolls. Do you know what a scroll in the vase or any other container means?– I think it’s like our coffee table, – Vicky tried to follow the conversation.– Not at all, – Maria objected. – A scroll in a vase is a symbol of a penis in a vagina.We were just overwhelmed of that shame she was talking about.– I reckon she is under drugs, –. “We’ll have to do something about that”. She unzipped my trousers undid them and lowered them to the floor. She then pulled down my briefs releasing my cock and proceeded to suck it very expertly. Very shortly it was standing to full attention. She pulled my shirt up over my head leaving me naked and very horny.She indicated that we should sit on the sofa. I jokingly objected to the fact that I was naked and she was still fully clothed. She laughed and invited me to remove her top allowing me. "I might forget every now and then, though. Just so you know." So, you grew up on a farm?" I asked, trying to fill the awkward moment of silence."Not really," she said, smiling at me. "Only the later years. Before that, I grew up in the city." Oh?" I questioned, asking for more information."My dad decided to retire to a farm," she replied sincerely. "You remind me of him, a little bit. He made a lot of money in his late twenties and early thirties. Not like you, though; he made his money in. Then our eyes met yet again as he grabbed both of my melons somewhat hard. That made him focus even more on fucking those nipples flawlessly.He saw more tears form on my face, but that didn't stop him from pleasing me right along with his new girlfriend. Needless to say, even if Mandy didn't actually love me, I felt loved. Even after ten minutes, Mandy kept going on my pussy and showed no signs of stopping.She spread out my lips as far as they would go and even allowed her tongue to dive into.