The same with me. We were both in unexplored territory! Literally! The thing I always remembered was how buttery soft her pussy was! It was the so...test thing I’d ever felt. It was like warm Jello! I felt like I was running my fingers and tongue through almost a ghost or something, it was THAT soft! And it was creamy! Not wet, exactly, but…well, creamy was the only word I could use to describe it! She told me not to lick her pussy, that it was nasty. Her creaminess was the same. I went there seeking the physique ofMr. Universe, and I came back much closer Sean Connery." Understood. Thanks, we'll be in Lauderdale in two weeksthen. Bye." Matt hung up the phone, and contemplated hisuncle's warnings. He figured that if he could even comeback looking as good as his uncle, he'd have it made. Hewaited for the guys to return to give them the good news.**"Man, Matt, I hate to be a spoil sport, but maybe, youruncle is right. I just don't know about this anymore. Thewhole idea. ” To prove it he extended his tongue and slowly began to inch his way down her spine. Mary cooed and laid her head upon the pillow. Her skin tasted slightly of salt. Her breaths were slow and rhythmic and her back swayed with each breath. Mary assumed her passive role, receiving, savoring the touch of his tongue, and the fingers inside her thighs. There was a dimple at the small of her back, and a tiny freckle he could never resist kissing, and conveniently close to the swell of her. Its nonsense, he thought, I am distant. When finally he came back, she stormed into his apartment, sobbing, and told him she was pregnant. Still crying and with great difficulty, she told him her father was a Minister in a very conservative Puritan Church, and he could not face his congregation with a promiscuous daughter and a bastard child in his house. Abortion was out of question, and he threatened to expel her and his unborn grandson if she did not marry the father very soon, to save his.