”The tip of Dave’s middle finger extended deep inside her body as he searched for the elusive area near the front of her cervix where a highly ign...red erogenous zone resided in most women. Jenny’s reaction and moan told him when he’d stroked the right area.Dave focused on that area with his fingertips, stroking, twisting, pushing, and prodding at the sensitive flesh. As he did, his mouth returned to Jenny’s clit and surrounding area, licking, biting, lapping, and gently pinching the area with. .. well, basically just for being. At fourteen, I was stuck in the role of the plain, dull sister of one of the prettiest, most popular girls in our high school. One thing I had learned from Gertrude was how to be miserable in a world-class way and my pouting was reaching world-class levels.When our parents broke the news to us that they had volunteered to be a host family again, without consulting Elise and myself, we both reacted like spoiled brats, sulking and giving our parents a hard. I still got puzzled on how much those stories were truth or the mind of men that wanted to give a bad name to a girl. Would I know the truth behind it or it would be one the best kept mysteries?The opportunity came up one given Saturday, when she called me for a dinner since a previous date had backed off. It was a quite interesting meeting, we remembering of the good times on high school and life in general. So, she asked if I could go to her apartment.“Your place?”“Yeah, Steve. I am alone and. " Wait, is the cunt a cum drippin' cunt or is she a cum drippin' cunt?" one of the men asked, laughing.I turned to my wife, raised her face with my hand and looked into her eyes. "Well? Is your cunt a cum drippin' cunt or are you a cum drippin' cunt?"I saw her belly tremble, knew the talk had turned her on. Nothing turned my wife on like being humiliated in front of a group of men. I slid my hand between her legs and started stroking her clit."You going to answer me?" I taunted. "Or are you.