Why…. what was I thinking…would he even be interested… would he think I was being to forward if I talked to him… what would I say? I went over...it in my head again and again… everything sounded wrong. All I could think about was how much I wanted him… I needed it. It had been a while since I had been with a man… oh I know what your thinking your married… well it does say that on paper, yes on paper. But what I wanted… needed… that wasn’t on any paper I knew of. As I looked in the mirror…. "You better put the chess set away," she said. She didn't have to remind me of Mr. Oldham's aversion to a partially finished chess game being continued. I had heard of chess matches going on for weeks but not in the Oldham house. Either you stayed up until the game was over or the game ended unfinished when one or both of the players preferred sleep to wining."Why did you feel compelled to lure the Baldwin girl over here?" Suzanne asked as I carefully placed the chess pieces in their case."I. “So neither of you have ever fancied trying another partner.” “No,” we said in unison, although I suddenly had a vision of a large black dong and admitted to myself that the thought had more than crossed my mind. In fact, I’d dwelt long and hard (so to speak) on the subject. “I just wondered, as you both seem so liberated. Ah well,” said Gaynor and Tony quickly responded by saying we’d both had sexual experiences before we met and married. But nothing since and we didn’t want it. Oh dear, I. “pussy, slit, gash, cunt.”Willy’s cock twitched at hearing the word cunt emit from his mother’s mouth. “Please mother. I would love a close look at your ‘kitty’.”Betty pulled the bottom of her nightgown high enough to expose her hairy slit to the boy. She leaned back until she was prone next to her son with her legs spread open. Willy moved until he was between her legs with his head only inches from her pussy. It looked the same but different from Cindy’s private place. His mother had a lot of.