" Debbie whispered to her husband as he nodded, though Harold knew that it was going to be awkward."Andrew, why don't we have a talk outside." Harold ...rabbed his jacket as he and Andrew walked out on the porch."Andrew... we know how you feel about Justine." Harold said straight out as Andrew got a bit nervous."Yo... you do?" Andrew looked a bit flustered."We've seen the way you look at her, it's been quite obvious for some time now." Harold said as Andrew looked down and then up a bit."I... I. It didn't lastlong for me, I groaned and Miss Slater held my skirt up as I started topump all over her hand. She kissed my ear and ground her crutch againstmy ass as I groaned and spent myself. Then she lifted her cum soakedhand and started to lick it off as I watched in the mirror."Mmm, Heather. It tastes so nice," she said, using the name I had in theplay. "Do you want to try some?"I wasn't sure that she meant what she was saying as I was in a sort ofdaze. She moved her hand across just in. I had the first view of the most loveable and sought after cunt in the country. I kissed the pink area of cunt; removed her hand and spread lips further apart. It was all pink and-juices-were-all-around. I put my tongue on the lips and moved along the length of cunt.Twinkle moaned and pushed my head down. I licked the cunt and took the clit between two lips and kept pressing it. Her hip started moving up and down. With the clit in between my lips, I pushed the first one and then three fingers. (I hadn’t gone to any ‘adult’ cinemas at that time). When I muttered to the lady in the shop about what seemed to be happening, She laughed out loud. I realised that I’d got the wrong end of the stick and made myself look a fool, but looking back that’s a lovely memory because the lady in the shop had seen me buy 1000s of mags over the years and already knew I was just a wanker. I also recall seeing odd sights on the covers of some mags in my regular trips to Soho, but they were usually.