..tasting the salt from her sweat...my tongue, tasting and feeling the ridges in her nipples as her head fell back...I slowly worked my way down...kis...ing her stomach...stopping to stick my tongue in her navel...she laid down on the wood bench...not caring the slats were warm from the heat...My hands pushing her legs apart to expose her beautiful inner thighs and beaded with little droplets of moisture...her pussy begging me to give her relief...I began nibbling on her thighs then circling my. His cock jerked. Well damn! Seemed all she had to do was look at him with hunger in her eyes and he was a goner! ‘I’m sure!’ he answered. ‘What do you like to drink?’ ‘I really feel like a glass of sherry,’ she said, and reached to replace the bottle she held with sherry. Harvey’s Bristol Crème, he noticed. He watched her pour two generous glasses, and accepted the one she handed him with another smile. ‘Cheers!’ she said, tipping her glass to his. ‘Skol!’ he replied, gently touching his. Maybe this can make up for it.” He handed Lois the package and the card. The gift card front had a rose and the word Thanks. Inside, John had written, “Thanks much for your care for us all.” Smiling, Lois thanked him. She opened the package and drew out the two pair of stockings and lacy white garter belt, a fancy one with six straps. “Why, thank you, John. You really know how to flatter a girl, don’t you?” He laughed. “I hope so. You have lovely legs and some nice decorative stockings will do. It was hot and burning first, but then, it felt like the hunger in my pussy needed food like that– painful, full and hard that was rocking bottoms of my womanhood that I never knew existed. Without knowing, I started enjoying the great pleasure in my pain and started feeling that I wanted more drilling and fucking! Oh, yes! I will never forget my first fuck of which I was scared a lot. That fear, that ecstasy, that pain, the warm air and sweat coming from heated bodies and private parts! Then,.