"Does she visit you often?" She's always with me." She's haunting you?" She's watching over me." Oh." Darlene seemed at a loss for words. I squeezed h...r hand, and we walked on."Did you ever have an experience that was so good that you wished it had been your first experience, 'cause your first time wasn't as good; in fact, it was pretty bad?"I was glad they don't teach diagraming sentences anymore because I wouldn't try to diagram that one. "Not really," I said after I sorted it out. "Most of. “What's up sweetheart, Jeanette finally popped out little Callie, I thought you'd be happy,” John said.“I'm happy for Jeanette and my mom,” I replied.“And I sense that dreadful 'but' coming,” John said.“But then all of the sudden Sharon is here and she is taking an interest, now? I mean she couldn't make it months ago?” I asked angrilyThen John gave a big hug, trying to calm me down a little.“Trust me I understand what you mean sweetheart, I'm thinking the same thing, but just try and let it. “Sit on my face,” he bids.Aspen straddles his chest, facing his feet before squatting down. Her pussy hovers over his face, teasing him with the sight of the plug winking between her cheeks. Fred grabs her hips, pulling her down. His face presses up into her slit. Her bare puffy lips are wet with his saliva, sliding over his mouth and nose. She quickly begins to gyrate her hips, grinding her pussy into his lips and chin. Fred flicks his tongue back and forth quickly, trilling it over her. . perfect. He never gave an inch -- and he told it how it was. If he said, 'Do this, ' he expected you to do it, period. When he said, "Practice Presentation One," it was right there in his voice -- his expectations. I knew I was going to Presentation Three before he did -- it was the next logical step. Then he put his hand on my ass -- and he owned it -- that was the vibe. Fine. I had no problem with that. I wanted him to -- I knew it right then.It wasn't desperation, either -- I just sensed.