. you don't really need to go past where my hand is. Concentrate onthe end near the head and if you want a pointer, use your tongue more!"She ran her ...ree hand through my hair and I looked up at her and onceagain I was awestruck at how sexy she looked. From where I was, she wasall breasts, hair, sexy eyes and her smile just electrified me! I alsorealized that her whole look was in direct contrast to the fact that shewasn't a real woman and her dick was buried halfway into my mouth!I was. Don't be embarrassed Richard.' She said brightly. 'You want to feel clean don't you?''Yes Nurse.' Richard said, his mind in turmoil.' She scooped more water on to his stomach and watched it trickle down between his legs.'Well then a nice warm bath is just the thing.' She transferred the soap to her left hand and proceeded to soap the young boy's stomach avoiding his pubic hair. She took the jug again and poured water over his shoulders and chest. Soaping both hands thoroughly, she washed his. Me: I am waiting for you in a sexy satin nighty. My loser husband is not home. So, quit bitching and come to my place as fast as you can, bye!About an hour later, I heard the doorbell. I walked towards the door with mixed feelings. If it were my husband, my plan for cheating sex would have been ruined.When I opened the door, I was shocked and surprised at the same time. My lover was carrying my drunk husband. I didn’t know whether they had met somewhere on the road or inside the bar.I took them. The truth of the matter is that Vern--as many women of her approximate age and socio-economic class--had one special thing which could get her going like none other, a little quirk of mind, a pet perversion, perfectly suited to a spree with a dildo. You see, our Veronica had a special place in her heart (and more sensual parts) for the young, for fresh virgin (be it male or female) flesh. Now this is not the type of thing which is shared with a girl friend in a casual phone conversation ("Oh,.