“Thank you sweetheart,” said Lane softly as she tossed the scant piece of material to the floor, then she added, “I did something earlier … I hope you’ll like it … I thought it would remind you of someone … it’s okay if you want to fantasize.”
Gary was perplexed as he watched Lane grab the waistband of her short-shorts and push. When her pubic area was exposed Gary smiled a little and asked, “You shaved it?”
Lane stood at attention with her arms outstretched and with her short-shorts tight around her thighs she asked, “You like it?”
Gary nodded as he felt his penis start to rise and as he studied the puffy triangular folds between two thick, white thighs his nostrils began inhaling a sweet fragrance and he felt his erection begin to throb. He knew he would loose it if Lane touched him then suddenly he had a feeling she was watching him gaze at her shaved triangle too long. He looked up and into her eyes as she asked, “Want to pull my shorts off honey?”
Gary felt drawn to the female before him like an obedient dog obeying its master’s command. He stepped in front of Lane and gazed at her erect nipples as his body slowly lowered to a kneeling position in front of her. As he studied the fine hairs on her abdomen, Gary grabbed the leg hem of the shorts and pulled until they slipped down to her ankles. She lifted each foot up as Gary tenderly slipped the material free from her bare feet. When the shorts were free of her body, Gary tossed them over the rib tickler then he looked up at the two breasts above his face.
“Sit on the floor in front of the cushions, lean back and rest your head on the edge of the sofa Gary,” commanded Lane as she stepped back a step giving Gary room to move. Gary positioned himself as she had ordered then he waited while glancing at her massive breasts.
“Lesson number eight … Have you ever tasted pussy Gary?” asked Lane in a near whisper as she straddled Gary’s hips
“No ma’am,” whispered Gary as he suddenly felt he was about to do something he never thought he’d be doing.
“Well, when girls get older it becomes more difficult for us to get wet down there and we need special lubrication for, well, before we can comfortably accept a penis, but thank heaven for tongue … if you lick my pussy just right, honey, it’ll get wet … and when it does get wet … well, then we’ll see about lesson number nine,” said Lane as she moved her body up Gary’s body to rest her crotch on his face.
As soon as Lane’s vaginal lips were above Gary’s lips he closed his eyes and began thinking about Mindy. He thought he would truly be in heaven if Mindy was doing to him what Lane was doing but his penis would ejaculate in seconds. Then he began smelling a sweet aroma like the pleasant soap Lane gave him to bathe with. Suddenly Gray felt he needed to look at what he was doing and when he did Lane lowered her crotch and gently placed her soft vaginal lips on Gary’s mouth. He felt the insides of her soft thighs against his cheeks then he heard, “stick your tongue out, I want you to find the little button sweetie.”