While we lounged in the yard our mothers were in the kitchen preparing food and, I was sure, talking about us. xxx 18 Ha. I love your face and your breasts and your tummy, your ass, your legs…damn, I love every part of you, but I love the whole you even more.”
“I’ll bet you can’t guess what I love best about you.”
“Well, I know now that you love my cock.”
“Of course, silly and I’ll always love that…even when we’re sixty, but that’s not my favorite part.” I lay there for almost ten minutes unable to guess. She still leaked even though the sex had ended. It was followed by a flood onto my abdomen.
