She asked what I was doing with them. I said ‘Nothing’ She asked ‘Have you been jerking off to my panties.’ I just nodded my head yes. She ask...d if I liked the smell I nodded yes again. She said I didnt have to smell her panties. I could smell her pussy. I told her that I like to lick the stains off of them. She said I could just lick her pussy if I wanted to. She stripped naked and laid on the bed with her knees bent. I crawled between her legs and went right for her pussy. I licked it and. We start touching each other and slowly shed some clothes off. There is a stack of tables, I flip one over and put my coat on it, and lay you down on it, I slip your skirt off, to expose your pantyless hose, the excitement made you make a little mess. I start stroking your clad covered clit, and rub my fingers to your wet twat, your quivering as your getting turned on. I slip your hose partly off of you, to expose your hot and wet pussy, I rub your clit and lick you inside, you grab my head and. " she moaned as i slowly rubbed the lips with two fingers. I looked up at her face to watch her expression to judge my work. Her eyes were still observing me, and her mouth was sort of open and smiling as she was beginning to breathe heavy. When she saw me look up at her she winked and licked her lips, instantly getting me hard. Then I used my thumb and brushed it gently against her clitoris.She gasped in surprise and pleasure, arching her back even higher and pulling my head closer to her. His eyes rested on her face with more than casual interest, and Doris wondered, absently but automatically, how old he was. Somewhere between forty and fifty, she'd suppose.The dinner was served by Mabel Williams, and--Doris noticed with surprise--George Bateman."There's been a mild epidemic," said Doctor Marston casually, during the course of the meal, "at a village a few miles from here and everybody has to be inoculated against it--" Epidemic!" Doris sounded alarmed.Basil Marston made a.