"Don't get all uptight about it, darling," she soothed. "There is plenty of time. Don't get off me. It feels so good having you on top of me!"Her warm...h passed through him and he thrilled to the feel of her naked body touching his, but his desire didn't return. His cock didn't harden. But it was sweet to be on top of her, to feel her. He lay on her, his belly against hers, her sexual hair mingled with his, her full firm tits almost flattened from the weight of his chest pressing on her. Her. "Uh, well, yeah, I mean, what guy wouldn't, I guess." Well, Ryan, if you promise to always keep what you saw a secret, I'll do to you what you saw me doing to your father, sucking him off," and she pulled open her bathrobe.Naked. Totally naked. She was standing there, large, full breasts, large pink nipples, black curly hair all over her pussy, the first naked female I have ever seen. She was ash blond, short curly hair, her breasts had to be larger than most women's, her waist slender, her. I built and floated my first boat before I was a teenager. But, I wasn’t good out of the water. I had graduated school and was flopping around with three part time jobs. I still hadn’t cracked the redhead up the road. This was in the old days when women wore some type of medieval torture contraption made of rubber. I managed to get my hand down in the prime moist area but the girdle won, my hand got trapped and went asleep. My hand became a limp sleeping loser. I didn’t wash it for a week. One. I wouldn’t have gobbled you off if I’d known you’d be so mean. That’s so not fair”“Gobbled off? Gobbled off? Monica, you’re sixteen years old and already you sound like some common prostitute. At least use the proper Latin term”“You said I was good though, didn’t you?”“Yes, yes .. well heat of the moment and all that. I was led astray perhaps. But yes, you seem quite ..err, well practiced one might say”“Practice makes perfect, sir. Perhaps I could practice some more with you”“Yes, maybe.