I knew I shouldbe angry at myself, but I wasn't. The nagging feeling was thereagain. Why was I not angry at myself? Why did I not wish to turnback the...clock to the night when I agreed to let her“experiment”? I thought back to our sexual history. When wewere dating the sex was good, but it was rushed. We were alwaysdoing it in secret in different places. I blamed it on the factthat we did not have time to please each other. When we weremarried, before the kids it was still not mind blowing. By. To my utter surprise, these two girls were standing there giggling. I asked them what they wanted.It was funny – they said they wanted to see Binna. Uttering this, they started to laugh loudly. I realized they had named my cock and were excitedly embarrassed just to utter the name. It was crazy – never heard of a name like that. Of course not that I have heard many other names for a cock!Now I was in a fix. I was in my dhoti, but I was still wearing underwear. Just then, I also saw from the. We finished writing all the answers (using pens in both hands) in about twenty minutes. I double-checked the answers fruitlessly for another ten minutes, which was probably excessive for a double-check, but I was determined to do well. [When writing with both hands the paper tended to drift around without the second hand holding it, so I had long since learned to pin the top of each page with a book, or write on full pads so the mass of attached paper holds the top pages steady, or more. My tongue fluttered through her folds, eating her, devouring her, loving every bit of her.She tasted so good.She was so sexy.Such a delight to enjoy. My virgin pussy clenched as I thrust my tongue deep into her deflowered hole. I fluttered around in her, licking out her as well as my own cum. I groaned, my tongue fluttering in her depths. I savored that delicious pussy. She tasted amazing. Her hot cunt rubbed against my mouth. Her cream flowed over my tongue.What an experience. It was such a.