But I have this urge, this desire…” she trailed off.For a moment neither of us spoke, and I could see in her expression that her mind were somewhe...e else. I knew she was thinking about last Friday, and I hoped she was realizing this wasn’t worth risking our current relationships.“What if I watched?” she asked.“Huh?? Watched what?” I replied, puzzled at her suggestion.“Well, if you won’t eat it out of my pussy, what if I watched you eat it out of Jennifer’s? I know it’s not the same, but maybe. She was now laying, face down, on the bed naked and displaying to me a very fine rear view of her womanly assets. Indeed, for a woman of her age she had a splendid little bum, still firm and wonderfully smooth. Gently, at first, I massaged both cheeks together, and then slowly, oh so slowly my fingers parted her crack. Strangely the dark hair that surrounded this area of her body enhanced the glimpses of pink when her labia were parted. She was remarkably neat and tidy here with no loose folds. I've been OC quite a bit and not just at home. You see, I spent most college summers with the folks, and I get to wherever they are whenever I have spare time. I was in Beijing again just last fall. But now, they're in Morocco — outside the Tangiers-Ceuta Controlled Area. It's a village that's not Controlled, and they prefer that. For that area, so do I; I spent quite a bit of time there as a teenager. It overlooks the Straits of Gibraltar, you know. Great view."Now Pru took the initiative.. Again his mind turned to images of bulging muscles beneath wet, red skin, of womanly beauty the likes of which he had never beheld before that day. The Oni had seemed so wild and free, she was everything that Satou desired, everything that he wanted to be... The kimono was hot and stifling in the May heat, weighing him down, Satou adjusting it uncomfortably as he watched the Matsuyo procession emerge from the trees. They had followed the footpath up from the West, their shoen was situation.