.. catching a glimpse of a woman's cunt was nearly as rare as hens teeth. For girls it was different especially if they had brothers or if they lived ...n a farm that had farmhands. As we know men display their equipment more freely even if its in all innocence such as relieving themselves of water in the open air which was common back then in the countryside. Girls didn't freely admit to witnessing such sights of course...except to their closest female friends where they willingly and excitedly. I had never kissed anyone like that before, making a wordless pledge that she was my girlfriend. Patti trembled and there were tears in her eyes. After I kissed her a second time those tears ran down her cheeks. I held her tight as she blotted her tears against my shirt. "We don't talk enough." I said. "You should have told me." "I was afraid to. I thought it might ruin everything." she said. For a couple of weeks we did what we always did but when we were in the garage we kissed at least once. I can feel my pussy juices flowing between my legs and around the butt-plug. I reach back and turn it to allow some of the juice to lubricate around the base. It is soaked and almost too slippery to move. I get up from the bed and see the nice wet spot that I made.I go into the bathroom, taking my toys as I think I may need a refresher. I jump in the shower and wash all the paint spots off me from the day. Then I suds up and start to caress myself more then wash. Before long I am back in a. Determined to find out whatever truth he could aboutall the impossible stories, he went inside.The little bell above the door tinkled as he entered. The old manbehind the counter looked up. Was he actually wearing a bath robe?"Hello, Melville." he said. "Welcome to Spells 'R Us." Do I know you?" asked Mel puzzled."No, we've never met, Melville." replied the old man. "But I can'tbegin to tell you how refreshing it is not to hear those famous words'How'd you know my name?' uttered. I want to.