God! He was a wonderful lover. He was patient, attentive, and very, very talented, especially with his tongue. When he was eating my pussy, he even us...d his tongue on my ass. That was a new experience for me, but I loved it. Before those few hours were over, Gary Barnett owned me.The following week was to end with a three day weekend. Gary invited me to go camping with him. “I know a great spot out in the woods with a beautiful clear stream, and I have all the camping equipment we’ll need.” How. Saying this she continued to teach and continued staring.Few days went on like this, but then came the D – day I went to her place and she saw and she was changing with room’s gate open, and her mother was not in the house. I just saw her and my phone rang she turned back and she was standing in front of me only with her panty on she covered her tits and said “ oh roman its you, I thought some thief broke in” saying this she removed her hand and gave me a view and gave me a wicked smile. I took. She needed to “loosen up and forget her cares for a little while.” It was well-intentioned, but Lydia didn’t think an hour of massage was going to exactly change her outlook on life. Still, Mark had been so proud of himself when he gave her the gift, and judging by customer comments and the looks of the place, she was sure the cost had been extravagant. Maybe too extravagant? Setting aside her unease that her husband had dipped into their savings account to afford her birthday gift, thereby. All I could do was smile.After that I hardly had to ask anyone to flash for me. It seemed that everyone wanted a T-shirt or at least to be able to tell their friends that they had flashed just like those teenagers in the real videos.I saw tits of all shapes and sizes, I saw asses that were tight and flabby, and I saw pussies that were bald, hairy, and tattooed. Tattoos…now that brought up a whole new subject. Probably half of those women had a tattoo somewhere on their bodies. Most had.