Being that I had a large SUV, with tinted back windows, I suggested we get into my truck. As soon as we shut the door, she sighed nervously and leaned...back into the seat. I leaned in and began kissing her lips and neck. I placed my hand on her thigh and began sliding it up her leg. I didn’t stop traveling up her leg until I reached her silk panty covered pussy. As we made out, I moved her panty leg to the side and began tracing my finger up and down her vagina lips. She was soaking wet. I knew. I need cock in my ass. I'm a bitch for cock," I surrendered to the truth of my love for cock. I didn't even know what he looked like, yet here I was loving the cock in my ass and not wanting it to stop pounding and filling me."OK bitch, here's more cock for you," and Jeanette made some sort of sign I couldn't see, and legs rested on top of each of my out-stretched arms, and a rock hard cock was there at my mouth.I had no hesitation any longer. I was a bitch for cock. All of Jeanette's training. That particular skill was left for others to provide.It was for this reason that I was quite naïve by the time I reached my late teens, and it was then clear I required some social catching-up. My Uncle Malcolm spotted this deficiency in my makeup, and set about assisting me. He himself was quite a Lothario, and had, I assumed, a skilled way with many a woman. My father's brother was unmarried and free to practice his skills as he saw fit. It was his generous intent to school me in the ways of. As he looked to Jacie’s bed through the half-open door, all the blood rushed from his head, his cock hardening almost in an instant. The two near naked beauties entwined on the bed had him dumb-struck, frozen in the doorway. Neither saw him, Jack saw them. Jacie in her lacy stockings and bra from the other day, this time wearing little white cotton knickers, they looked wet at the bottom, had her back to the door with her arms around Laura. Laura, naked from the waist down lay on her back; her.