I could feel her juices start to flow, soaking her panties.I slowly and deliberately traced my tongue down between her breasts towards her tummy. I pa...sed briefly at her belly button tracing a wet streak around it and probed it with my hard tongue. I pulled my panties slowly down & tossed them across the room towards the chair. I inserted my large middle finger into her pussy sinking it all the way in. I sawed my finger in and out, slowly and with little twisting motions. She kept pushing down. “Hell yes, I think you quite like that idea too!” I pushed. “Obviously it’s a hot fantasy!” she replied. “What if I said I wanted it to happen?” I asked. “Dunno, I’d probably do it if you wanted” she answered. “Well Ann’s son is here tonight, he’s a good candidate!” I said. “No way, he’s so young, anyway, how do you know he would!” she gasped. “He’s 18 and he’s not getting any off his girlfriend, he will be so horny he will be over the moon.” I replied. She just bit her lip coyly, “What’s the. She was a little over5'5", was nicely built, and had incredible eyes. They were the kind youjust sort of melted into. And, lest I forget Teri had very prettyhands, with well cared for nails, which she kept a little longer thanmine. But the length of my nails was not the only thing that caught herattention, and piqued her interest in me.Now bear with me, because I need to describe me at the ripe old age of18. I know I have mentioned that I wasn't all that manly or macho, butthat was more. I just said, "Alright."It made me very sad to think of Mr. Woodhouse – and Renee – that he was her dad when she was my lover.We drove slowly past the road that led to the Woodhouse home. Beyond it, a hundred yards, a narrow gravel lane ran off into the woods. Turning onto that lane, our tires crunching through the gravel, we drove just out of sight of the main road and onto a patch of grass nestled among the trees. Ms. Day followed and parked her car behind ours. When we got out, Ms. Day.