So I moved my head down and tentatively licked the top of her pussy, taking some of her vaginal cream on my tongue. I put my tongue in my mouth and ta...ted it. Surprisingly, it tasted almost of nothing, but quite sweet. “Does it taste OK?” Laura asked, spreading her legs apart and pulling my face into her womanhood. I re-entered my usual deaf mute state and just nodded. I guess I was pretty nervous about how I’d perform. As an answer, I put my mouth on her pussy and stuck my tongue into the. I suppose word got out among the local population, because rarely did an evening go by that I wasn't invited to a party, or a get together at a fraternal organization. I was nearly always the only woman at these gatherings, as well. I believe I averaged 15 to 20 acts of fellatio per evening, sometimes even more. My vagina usually got a good workout as well, since I could only accommodate one man at a time orally. I loved providing so much pleasure to so many people. I found that my orgasms were. She put her coffee down and then pulled her phone from her purse before prancing back into bed and settling once again in her former position, motioning with her hand for me to pass her the coffee again."I used the app," and held up her phone to me. I looked at it blankly, not really comprehending. "David, I use the phone app to see where you are. Sara put it on all of our phones last summer. See," and she held the phone for me to look again. "Wait," she bent over to put her still untouched. He was always so uncomfortable. “Your breasts are amazing.” Cameron responded without thinking, looking into her eyes.“Oh… thank you, sweetie.” The forty-one-old laughed. I think that’s the first time he’s ever complimented my body. I guess the lectures on how the human body is nothing to be ashamed of stuck more than I thought. “Can I see them?” He suddenly asked, shocking them both. I’ve been holding back all these years, and now I give in when Sara and I are getting serious? “You… want to.