"Have you ever actually fucked another man?" I asked him once. "Not yet. I've thought about it a lot. Have you?" "Same. I've just been sucking cock ...t the Y. No one seems to want ay more than that," I told him. The back seat of Jerry's car was just spacious enough to accomodate the both of us. It was the few times either one of us had ever been fully naked with another man. As we lay there sucking one another's cock, we were also gently probing the other's asshole. I felt Jerry's thick. "Mmmn... Grandmother, you look good enough to eat" Dru purred, her tongue sweeping across her upper lip. The red of the other woman's dress made her teeth ache in the most pleasant way."Why don't you then?" Darla asked skimming hands up thighs, and bringing material with it, exposing their juncture. Her grin widened as Dru nearly attacked her, falling to skinny knees with a careless thump, and she leaned back against the near wall for support. Her fingers brushing aside baby-fine hair Dru. Would she or should I just get her out of my mind?Dad pretty much kept her out of my mind while she was gone except when he would go down and eat my pussy. Which with my dad was at least every day that man just loves to eat pussy. Dad kind of made me his desert every night after dinner. He would just clear the table and have me lay right there in front of him and he just buried his face and ate away.So times I would close my eyes and think that it was mom running her tongue on the insides of my. ‘All right, I can’t just give you a number on this. I need to explain it.’ ‘Sounds like a pretty low number.’ Jeff was amused, not upset. ‘Importance, three. Quality, ten. It’s not even like it’s just sex with you. It’s in a whole different category. ‘But there are so many wonderful things in our relationship I value more. That first letter you sent me was one hundred twenty-seven words, not that I counted them more than a hundred times. ‘Nothing could have made me feel more loved. You were an.