Like I said, it stung though.I had come from the proverbial Smalltown, USA where I was smart, but not exceptional. I was big boned, strong and reasona...ly good looking, but I was never going to be anything beyond a weekend athlete. I dated, a bit. Brenda Aiello and I dated for a few months for my junior year in high school and had let me get her shirt off, but it never went further. And senior year, I got to finger a very drunk Birdy Jenkins, who then promptly ignored me for the rest of the. We took an uninhibited delight in kneading and squeezing them, lightly pulling on them. I traced her breast with my fingers as she ran her fingers through our hair. I felt her shudder and I smelled her sweat. I slowly traveled down to her navel, Roger did the same. Two tongues in unison traveled down her flat stomach. Her scent was powerful. Her pubes, hairless and soft, parted as her legs spread. Two tongues in unison down her mons, slipped into her slit and slid down to her sopping. "Katherine took a sip of her drink and stared out into the back yard. It was several minutes before she spoke."George developed a liking for exotic drugs," she said slowly, "This was the start of problems between us. One night he laughed at me and told me that he only married me because I was wealthy. He said that I was one of the worst women that he ever had in bed. After that I made sure that none of my money was available to him and he had to support himself. He did fairly well and he lived. Ahhhhh. Ohhhhhh. Ahhhhhh. Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" After maybe twenty-five minutes of hard fucking, both were drenched in sweat when he finally roared and pumped his hot cum into her.When their shudders had stopped and their breathing finally slowed, he pulled out of her and his slowly shrinking manmeat made a squishy popping sound. I zoomed in on her stretched juicy red pussy and watched as a large glob of creamy white cum started to ooze out. Mistress rolled onto her back and pulled her knees up to her.