Your fingers slowly explore your inner thighs and upward to you swollen pussy lips. Your finger slowly parts them, feeling the wetness between, slidin... easily to your clit, before rubbing it in slow circles with the finger tip. You can see him linger on that same bush by the window. Time to turn up the heat. You reach to the bedside drawer to retrieve your 8 inch silver vibrator. You hold it up and turn it on before touching the tip to your clit. Oh my, it feels wonderful.You close your eyes,. ) So, over the course of a warming spring, and even warmer summer, he had the run of the farmhouse they all called home. One day, while searching for new routes through the kitchen, he stumbled into the drawer where the kitchen knives were kept. Now, you should understand, Mr. Stoltzfuss was very particular about some things. Normally, a disorganized (some would say messy) man, he had a penchant for organization in some areas. He had coffee cans, for example, with the lids labeled in magic. It finds her breasts and teases her nipples to hardness as I lovingly kiss her. I break my kiss and kiss down her neck, nipping gently. Then down to her perfect breasts, kissing all around. Lightly sucking one nipple now, I stroke the other nipple.Hearing her softly moan again, I moan in return and suck harder and lick faster. I gently pinch and pull her other nipple. My own passion then rises up and makes me abandon my soft touch. I suck and lick hard and rub her nipple. She moans louder.My. I went with the only contribution that I had to make. "I cannot explain why you had such a good time last night, except, of course, for my unerring mastery of the pleasure centers of the female body. Regarding your being a slut or not, remember your thoughts last night about exploring roads. Only your opinion about your sluthood, or lack thereof, really matters. If you aren't hurting anybody, and you aren't harming yourself, then the only questions I can give you are, are you doing things you.