She was the classic "closet nymph" case study. Her neighbor's all seen the prim and proper woman but the walls of her bedroom knew the truth, she was ...n insatiable "sex-a-holic" if such a thing existed. Along with her hidden movies were several toys of various lengths and girths. Some were for strictly clitoral stimulation others manufactured for g-spot agitation. She found herself wondering what his cock was made for. Would the girth be such that she would feel her clit being stroked with each. We talked for about an hour telling her that we meant no harm andthat we were sorry."I want you three to meet some one. Barbara, you can come in now," Momsaid.Barbara, who the hell is Barbara? We looked where she was looking andsaw a very attractive woman walk through the door. She was wearing avery short red dress that followed her curves and left little to theimagination. Her dress was sleeveless and just barely covered hercrotch. Her high heel shoes were red to match her shoes. Her hair. I lifted her skirt and pushed my nose into her panty-covered pussy. She smelled like I would have expected any sexually excited woman to smell. She had a full hearty musky aroma, which filled my nostrils and caused my brain to go into overload.I kissed her pussy mound before I moved my lips to the side to find a place to grab onto with my teeth. I gave it a little tug but stopped. I was certainly in no hurry to let that teenager out of my hands. I went from side to side to side, I tugged here. It was getting late and we planned on all going fishing early thefollowing morning so we all decided to hit the sac. As me and Rich(Christy's dad) crawled into our tents he mentioned how hot it was (as itwas still around 30 Celsius that summer night) I agreed it was quite warm.He asked if I minded if he took off his pants, because we were all wearingpants to avoid bug bites. I was not opposed to the idea hoping to get aglimpse of something interesting. Rich also took off his shirt, this iswhat.