The ladies were already one drink into the afternoon when they heard the gate creak open.“Hello? Judy?”“We’re back here Bradley,” Judy yell...d back.“Oh hi, ladies. Thanks for inviting me!”“You’re welcome, Bradley. We always do something fun on Fridays. It helps relieve the stress of teaching,” Judy said.“Yes, Bradley, you’ll find that we always find something fun to do,” Donna said with a smile.“We used to go bowling,” Joyce said. “But that got boring. Then Judy invited us to her. But she lived through all of that and then she lived through the struggles to get women recognition and equality, one step at a time.Plus there was the Second World War and the moon landings and the fall of the Berlin Wall and the Cuban Missile Crisis and the assassination of John F Kennedy and Martin Luther King and all of those history things like that which she watched unfold day by day either personally or on TV or in newspapers from half-way across the world. And then there was the. “I’m sorry Mikey, you can’t blame me. I just want to taste it for a second that’s all” she said reasoning with me as she slipped my bathing suit off freeing my shaft to fly through the air striking her chin. She jerked her head back in amazement which accompanied a pleasant surprising smile. She started to rub her hand on the underside of my cock almost petting it. She was panting heavily with her mouth watering. “I just..I just need to taste it for a bit Mikey, you can’t blame me. Please. He pulled back and looked me in the eye as he pushed the cube into me. My pussy walls contracted as the cube was pushed deeper into me. He stripped and watched as i rubbed and pinched my nipples, legs spread, waiting for his hot, hard cock to enter me.He pushed into me slowly, pushing the now smaller ice cube deeper into me. The numbness in my cunt was so arousing... the cold felt so good. I could tell he was enjoying being in my ice cold pussy. He was pushing into me harder and harder. I was.