Hank said.Beg for my granny cum, slut!You don’t understand the implications of- Of what?After we fucked was the wife very first time I had seen your glorious big arse naked.Maxine still sucking her mom breast and rubbing her swollen clit was easing fingers into her own pussy.I smiled and she said she had orgasm-ed..Her ass was hell lubed with cum and lube so Bru went in deep quickly, she felt mature the guys building to a slow steady rhythm.The first blind date that did go well was with a guy called old Arun.I was dying to see more.In revenge I fucked his wife, he said it with a loud laughter.I start to fall asleep.I wake up an hour later, feeling refreshed and ready to chill in Cyprus. But my shyness must have been old what attracted my teacher to take a special interest in me! I wasn’t much of a student and this played into his hands…did I write hands? and those fingers on his hands. I have never had such fun in school and after school. This is the story of how I learned to love my cunt. Mr. Emerson mom was our English teacher and we wife were studying poetry…studying anything was hard for me, but poetry? That was extra hard. It was a time when lots of things were hard and confusing…there were my parents, my friends, my studies and…(whisper)…boys and lots of them…boys made us girls giggle and titter and lots mature of whispers about naughty things like sex and fucking. We couldn’t say that word out loud of course. Another such word was cunt. We could say most anything else but those two words made us blush. We could even talk about boys’ penises but when it came to fucking and cunt those were whisper words granny and very personal.So I did learn things in school but there was so much to learn that was not in school…the rest of the world (and boys!).