He squeezed my thighs and buttocks and ran his hand on my mound of Venus. I kissed allover his face and at his mouth. He had no mustache, but long hai.... He was very young. His body was hard as board but his skin was soft.‘Your pussy is bulged out like a burger,’ he said, ‘And would be great to have a mouthful.’‘Hush,’ I interrupted, ‘Not like a swamiji at an ashram.’‘A swamiji indeed. Premananda Swamy going to fuck Amruthananda Mayi.’I laughed at his absurdity. But who knows, he could be a. First, it was a joke or two on Carson (you do know whom Johnny Carson is, don’t you) and of course, only the people who had seen the film understood the jokes. Next, it was on the news, questioning the morality of America and all this did was make the name more familiar and added to the people wanting to see it. I know you’ve seen this with TV shows, movies, even commercials, people around the water cooler (as they said back then) would talk about Deep Throat and the ones who hadn’t seen it. He was quietly looking at his daughter’s naked ass, his mouth open in shocked desire as he witnessed her afternoon quickie with her girlfriend. He’d left as soon as Susan had seen him, and she had no idea just how long he had been watching. She was quite embarrassed, and Dawn pretended embarrassment too. The two of them had giggled and quietly and quickly dressed, promising to finish their tryst at another time. Tomorrow night, maybe? Please? Dawn was looking forward to finishing her cum, but. Toad and his friends also dropped over for friendly gang-bangs that Sam loved putting out for. Marta also got in on the action, trading pussy-licking sessions with Sam on Sunday evenings. That was always a special time for us; the two of them held each other, on the sides in a 69 position, licking away while I fucked whatever holes called to me. Sam liked getting it regular from the indians a lot better than what she got from the asshole moneybags who was paying for her top-drawer education..