My brand new Ferrari with my personalised number plates would have to be returned because I was buying it on credit terms. I think it took about two h...urs to reach my destination. The place where I had spent my happiest times.The field where I went on summer camp with the Guides. It was so strange. I could see them all as they were, young, happy excited teenagers. How I wished that I could have put the clock back to those times. We were. I loved the word cunt, suddenly. It acutely and accurately defined my full attention and need for her pussy in my life, here and now. Then my face and tongue were buried between her thighs, munching her crinkled open lips, sucking her bulb like clitty and I was prodding with my tongue into her inner pink sanctum. The bitch was equally preoccupied with giving me every pleasure possible. Her tongue was flicking over my clit, it was then sweeping over my sensitive flaps and her lips were. Tracy nodded, her brown eyes a bit vacant. "Sure he is, but I still love him." She paused. "Are you really bigger than him?" Much bigger," I said. "Poor Jan is sore for days." I am not," Jan said. "Men always exaggerate, Tracy. He's not a fraction over nine inches." Really!" Tracy's eyes went wide."And it belongs to me," Jan added."Oh, of course," Tracy said. "I wouldn't dream of sleeping with Bill. At least, not without your permission. Not even fellatio. Or my behind, even if that's not. I'm doing this for you as much asfor me so don't even think about getting your fun there."Eric looks down to the ground, blushing slightly. "I promise man, sorryabout yesterday. I only made that jibe then because there was nothingbehind it at that time. You got my support." Vicky and John bothagreed."I can't belief you're doing this. I'm not sure I would have thecourage for that if it'd happened to me. I promise not to make fun ofyou." said John. Eric and Vicky made the same promise."Then we'd.