I dived between her thighs and buried my face into her cunt. She reached down, grabbed the back of my head, and pulled hard. After a few licks, I plun...ed my tongue into her slit. She quivered, and pulled my head even harder. I took the hint, and stiffened my tongue - using it like a cock. She seemed to love it, and I believed I found her "special place." Dorothy pulled, I plunged, and things were happening very fast.She finally released my head. I pulled away, and she said, "How about some 69?". ARRIVING BECOME NAKED AND HE SAID ME COME, HE REMOVE MY CLOTHES LOW THE LIGHTS AND LIKE ALWAYS HIS HUGS OF SPOON FEEL HIS COCK AND HOT BALLS STICK TO MY BACK, IN THAT HE GRAB MY YOUNG AND HARD COCK AND HE JERCK ME OFF UNTIL CAME,HE WAS SAYING TO ME NOW WE ARE BY HAND NOW IF WE WILL SLLEP WELL..ON SUNDAYS WHEN WE TRAINED WITH I WANTED TO SEE HIM WITH HIS KARATE UNFORMED PANTS, I KNOW HIM WELL, I LIKE TO IMAGINE HIM LIKE HIS COCK AND HEAVY BALLS WITHOUT SHOES WITHIN THAT PANTS THAT SENSATION OF. Well, it was in good fun.These three women, especially when you combined them, had all the experience that I seemed to lack and then some.Carol was the youngest, she was nineteen and had worked for the library through high school. She was fairly short, about five-two, but very curvy. And, her curves were just impossible to hide, not that she tried to particularly. She had blond hair, often in a ponytail and a set of boobs that no doubt were the talk of her high school when she was still. Agnes, a niece, cousin and brother-in-law were the only survivors. The in-law signed a pre-nup so he was out. The rest was split three ways. Her second husband was military and died in combat with a million dollar life insurance that paid double if killed in combat. But, Agnes was very lucky or good at the stock market and trading in her younger days. Which brought her to Monica for representation in the new ever changing market.I met Agnes at Monica’s office when I was picking her up for.