Tex was chasing that golden nectar that she had stored in side her pussy . I reached over and grabbed the camcorder and hit record , I was glad I had ...harged the battery last night . Tex was loving that sweet juice cumming from that wonderful sweet pussy , I know how he fills she will cum a gallon and will wet every thing around with her juices . He was going to it with his tongue digging out the nectar and she was rubbing her clit , cum was spraying out onto Old Tex and wetting his head and. I'd been curious how she'd gotten started, and asked her one afternoon when she and Grandpa visited our place."Or was it your mother who got you interested?" I asked. We were sipping iced tea on the back porch and watching the dogs chase in the yard."In part. My mother did do this sort of thing, but after she met Dad she settled down. She was quite the little mink before marriage. I don't know how she got away with it, either; girls were watched very closely in those days. Dad was a pharmacist,. Even in this great crowd we have together. Spending some time alone with you makes me realize how much I need someone, something to hang on to." You planning to 'hang on' to me?" No. That's not what I mean, exactly. Not a dependency. I mean, to have someone I know I can trust, someone I care about, who takes me just as I am. That's what you do for me. I don't know where I'm going right now, Mary. But you give me a hand rail, I guess you'd call it, that I can hold on to while I'm looking." Thank. She walked along trying to find him. "Are you looking for me?" said a punkish looking man."Yes I am, how about we go for a nice fuck?'' replied Stephanie."Yeh, I would sexy!!" agreed the sexy punk manSo off they went, into a secluded area, Stephanie stripping down into nothing and teasing the sexy punk man. She could tell he was getting aroused as she could see his hardon trying to protrude out of his leather pants. She went over to him and unbuckled his pants, letting it out. The minute his.