Covering her freshly shaved pussy she turned shyly.“Guess you want to see this too, huh?” She pulled her hands apart and rested them palm down on...either side of her centered bare slit, framing it. “Do you think it is pretty?” she asked almost breathlessly, moving closer to the mirror. “It’s so wet,” she said in the same breath, inches from the mirror now, dragging a finger through the folds and bringing it to her mouth. She saw the moist film of her excitement on them in the mirror and. She moaned during the session and was enjoying at the fullest. While sucking my another hand went under her panty, finding the love hall. I decided to tease her this time and was moving my hands near her love holeShe then removed my jeans and my under wear and was starring at my dick with her eyes wide open. She took it her hand and current passed in my body. She gave a me nice little hand job. I removed her panty and kissed her love hole and was licking her, she was really liking it she was. We can remember milk being delivered to our house early in the morning and placed in the “milk box” on the porch. [A friend’s mother delivered milk in a horse drawn cart.]We are the last to hear Roosevelt ‘s radio “fireside chat” assurances and to see gold stars in the front windows of our grieving neighbors.We can also remember the parades on August 15, 1945; VJ Day.We saw the ‘boys’ home from the war, build their Cape Cod style houses, some pouring their cellar, tar papering it over and. ’ ‘Good for you, I hope you enjoy it. I loved it.’ Jack sat in one of the chairs in the reception area by Ron’s office. He checked out Denise once he sat down. She was wearing a mini-skirt that had ridden up higher than normal. She had lovely legs but Jack loved her killer ass. He still remembered the one Friday night when Denise joined him and Ron for drinks after work. They ended up in a motel and the image of him fucking her ass while she sucked Ron’s cock was forever imbedded in his mind..