To mine and his amazement she swallowed it down."Fucking hell," he murmured, his cock sliding from her mouth and starting to shrink. She was single at...this point, but had had a couple of boyfriends in the past few years so was clearly no stranger to this kind of stuff. She lay on my bed and taking my hand guided it between her legs to her pussy; the first pussy I ever touched, feeling wet and warm. I didn't know what to do, so I placed a finger up inside her moist cunt and pushed it back and. Got something up your sleeve?" "No, in my pocket." "Joel, we've been over this," I said sternly. I had previously made it clear, I had no desire to get remarried. "I know, with time. I am not going to push you, but hope you come around to the idea. "I'll keep an open mind. Right now, I'd like to rest, wake me up when we land." "Will do." I leaned on his shoulder, and covered up with my blanket. Joel wrapped his arm around me. He kissed the top of my head, resting his cheek on top of my head. *. They would get pretty drunk and skinny dip. Neither mom or Sally were anything to write home about but they were naked women right in front of me. Once in a blue moon they would some guys out there with them, but that was rare. Any way, I grew up thinking about Sally and mom and wondered just how good of friends they really were. Sally was married and lived the next city over, about three hours away. She would have to come work her and would always stay with us, and sleep with mom in mom's. He said, I am ready for you, bitch. I loved that he called me bitch. That is what I felt. I felt as a whore, as a slut, as a low fruit in the food chain of life and I wanted all that cock inside my pussy. Once I had him inside my pussy then I would feel complete. I turned around, assumed the position over the backrest of a very comfortable chair, asked Yanni to please guide him to my boi-pussy, and I felt him knocking on the door of my pussy. His head/bulb penetrated me quickly and without.