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Jackie’s house was in what I suppose you would call (in the UK, anyway) an estate. Not a council estate, but a group of privately owned houses, all in a similar style and each with a little garden at the front and at the back.Hers had two bedrooms, a decent-sized lounge and one small bathroom. I’m telling you this because she seemed quite proud of it and showed me around. She had had a little garage built on the side, and that’s where she kept not only her motorbike but her drum kit, carefully packed up in special cases. On each one was stencilled “Jackie Cameltoe.” As you will remember if you read the first instalment of this story, All Is Fair In Love And Sex, her name was Jackie Camelot but her all-girl rock band had been called Camel Toe.“I wonder who thought of that in the first place,” I mused, as she brushed dust and debris off the bass drum case.“it’s quite clever, isn’t it?” she agreed. “Cos it’s true. That’s what a woman’s crotch looks like from the front if she’s wearing very tight, very thin trousers. Or shorts. Or a bikini. Some women more than others, I suppose. Do you think mine is very pronounced?”“I didn’t really notice,” şehitkamil escort I lied. On our first date the night before I had, of course, glanced at her clothed crotch once or twice, but she had been wearing thick jeans, good quality and not too tight, just snug. Today she was wearing a short khaki denim skirt. “Let me have another look.”She looked me squarely in the eyes in a way that could have meant, “Who do think I am?” or perhaps “Who do you think you are?” but I interpreted it as, “You can’t embarrass me, pal.” It made me wonder about the complex emotions that run between two people who have had sex together. Just because you have both seen pretty much all there is to see, that doesn’t make it your property, and perhaps the asking and giving of permission helps to retain the excitement.I had sucked this woman’s nipples, licked and penetrated her vagina and even licked her arse before wanking into it and – an additional thrill for both of us – wiping my spunk out of it with a tissue, but that didn’t mean her body was now mine for the taking.She continued to look at me steadily as she lifted the skirt with one hand and gripped her lacy black knickers at the back with the other, pulling the front into her slit.“Mmm, very nice,” I said.“Is it?” she asked. “Seriously, isn’t it a bit tasteless? Some women might do it on purpose, but I think in most cases it’s just unfortunate.” I knelt on the dusty floor and kissed her camel toe gently, then licked it. She put both hands on my head and the skirt fell and covered me like a lampshade. I inhaled deeply and deliberately, feeling that it was doing me a power of good.“So, picnic in the garden?” she said brightly. “Come and have a look.”The lawn throbbed in the early afternoon sun. The fences at the sides and back were tall and wooden. The back bedrooms of the houses overlooked the gardens, but the light was such that you couldn’t see into them. But I knew they were bedrooms and I had looked out of Jackie’s during the grand tour, so I could imagine the nameless wives and daughters who must have stood there and looked out, watching what the neighbours were doing.Jackie opened the shed and took out a tall blue and red striped windbreak and a wooden mallet. At the bottom of the garden was an apple tree. Six feet in front of it we hammered the poles into the lawn.We ate a potato salad and picked at some olives and sweet, slightly spicy pickled peppers called Peppadews. We drank a fruity white wine made from a grape called Albariño. And we talked about music and books.Jackie and I had been brought together by our mutual friend Mandy, with whom I had enjoyed one wonderful long afternoon in bed and would have liked to do it all again. But Mandy had decided, quite sensibly, that she and I were not really destined to be together, and while circumstances had conspired to keep us apart she had met someone else but had fixed me up with Jackie.During that memorable afternoon, Mandy had spoken of wanting to give me a golden shower, and she had apparently mentioned this to Jackie, who had brought up the subject the night before.After we had cleared the debris of the lunch, Jackie appeared from upstairs with a very big beach towel, which she spread on the grass between the tree and the windbreak. Suitably secluded, Jackie pulled off her t-shirt and, with no bra to fuss with, her small, pristine breasts looked at me proudly. She lay on the towel on her back and removed her skirt and knickers to reveal her beautiful smooth women’s bits.

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