Chapter 5
Frank knew that something had to be done. He couldn't go on making out with his mother the way that he had. It was driving him out of his mind. He finally had made his decision. He would find himself a girl at school. And, he would have sex with her and that would take care of everything. The next week when they had a school dance, he looked around for a chick that he could put the make on. He saw her standing in the corner. She was wearing white boots, a white mini skirt, and a low-cut blouse that revealed her breasts in a glance. He liked what he saw. The blue eyes and suntanned skin with her yellow hair hanging on her shoulders appealed to him too.
"Hi, there," he smiled at her.
"Hi," she said softly.
"Would you like to dance?" he asked.
"Sure, if you want to," she agreed.
Together they danced. As they danced, he made it a point to press his body on hers.
"Oh, does that ever feel good," he told her. "Very good."
"Did you want to dance, or did you want to screw?" she asked just like that.
"Well, well," he grinned, "how did you know, I want to screw, baby."
She got the point rather rapidly. Then he told her, "Let's split the scene."
Together they left.
"What's your name?" he asked her.
"Does it make any difference?" she smiled smugly.
"Well, of course it does," he said, "I like to know the names of the dames I'm balling with. Then I can tell my friends about it."
"Well, that's the reason I may not tell you," she said. "I don't want to get a bad rep when you rap."
"Oh, honey," he said, "I apologize. I didn't mean that. I keep my mouth shut, don't worry."
She threw her head back and laughed.
"Alright," she said, "I'll tell you my name. It's Linda."
"Well, Linda," he said happily, "let's you and me have a real good time tonight. Okay?"
"Okay. What's your name?"
"Frank," he said, "just plain Frank."
"It's funny," Linda said, "I haven't noticed you too much before. But now, when you get so hot for me, I do notice you and I think we can have a ball together."
"So do I, honey," he assured her.
The problem was where to go.
"Your place or mine," Linda said.
"Well," he admitted, "I can't very well go to my place. My mom would have a fit."
"I know what you mean," she said, "mom's can be just terrible. I've got an idea. My folks will be gone. Why don't you come over to my place tonight?"
"Okay, honey," he smiled.
They exchanged phone numbers and addresses. And, when Frank went home that night and his mother made a sex overture toward him, he told her bluntly, "I found somebody."
"You found somebody?" she demanded angrily.
"Yes," he said, "I have. Somebody who can really give me a good time of it."
As he looked at her he realized that she was hurt.
"I'm sorry, mom," he said.
"Oh, it's alright," she said, "I knew you'd have to go sometime, honey, but I was just hoping we could last a little longer."
He went into his bedroom and started undressing to take a shower. He wanted to get cleaned up so that he could have a wild time.
As he stepped out of the shower and sat down on a bench to dry himself, his mother looked at him.
"Oh, honey," she smiled, "do you ever look good to me."
"Why?" he asked. "Why do I look so good to you?"
"I can't explain it," she said, "but when I look at you naked like this, and you lift up your leg to dry yourself, I get turned on."
Reaching down and cupping his balls in his hand he laughed.
"Do my balls turn you on, mom? Or is it this?"
He was holding his proud cock in his hand. As he did so, she got so hot she was trembling.
"It's that," she said, "it's that big prick of yours."
He knew what she wanted and he knew it was wrong to bother her like this and yet, he enjoyed teasing her. He stood up and parting his legs let his balls hang there and his cock stand up.
"You want this, don't you mom?" he teased.
"So much I can taste it," she said.
"Okay, mom," he said, "I'll let you taste it if you want it so bad."
Dropping to her knees she let her pink tongue slide out over the head of his prick. His cock quivered as she did this.
"Oh, mom," he panted excitedly, "that's what I dig. Oh, ah, yes, yes, keep that going. That's what I want!"
Now he was really getting turned on. Every moment was more exciting than the last.
"Keep that up," he told her, "that's what I dig. Oh, ah, yes, yes. That's what I dig!"
He was becoming more and more excited every second. She took the penis in her mouth and sucked hard on-it. He reached down and guided her head over his rod.
"Oh, mom," he panted eagerly, "keep doing it. Yes, yes!"
Now she was grabbing his ass and holding on tight as she sucked.
"Oh, sweetheart," he told her, "what a blow job. That's what I want."
He was becoming so stimulated, that he knew he would be shooting soon.
"Keep it up," he begged her, "Keep sucking."
She didn't stop sucking for a second. Then, he felt himself starting to juice. He tried to hold back and he couldn't.
"Eat it," he told her excitedly, "yes, just like that. That's what I want!"
Suddenly, she gobbled down the hot juice. And as she sucked him clean he panted and gasped, "Oh, yes, that's what I want. Ohh, ahh, yes, yes. Lick it."
She finished it off and smoothly smiled up at him.
"Oh, darling that tasted so good to me. You have no idea how much I needed that."
He loved seeing her make over him like this. And now he had a hot desire to enjoy her too.
"Do you want me to eat you, mom?" he smiled.
"I'd love to have you do it for me, son."
She peeled off all of her clothes. And, as the panties slid off, he looked at her crotch.
"What have you done, mom?" he asked curiously.
"I've shaved my box for you, baby," she told him, "isn't it nice."
"Why, yes, mom," he told her, "it is nice."
He had never seen a shaved box before. Dropping to his knees, young Frank looked closely.
"Yes," he sighed, "that's really something. A nice shaved pussy."
He let his hot tongue lash along it. Then he let his tongue slip in there.
"Suck it," she begged, "that's it, baby, suck my pussy."
He didn't want to just suck, he wanted to examine her. In the light from a nearby lamp, he got a good view of the cunt.
"Oh, yes," he sighed excitedly, "you've got a beautiful box, baby. Just beautiful."
Now, he could see the quivering, moist pink flesh. And he could see, close up, the clitoris. He let his tongue slide along the clitoris.
"Oh," she panted, as she ran her fingers through his hair, "that feels great."
"Let your tongue slide back and forth along my slit," she begged, "that's it. Faster. Faster. Oh, yes, I love it."
She was pushing her pussy in his face and he was smothering his mouth over it.
"Suck me," she begged eagerly, "Oh, yes, do that. That's it. like that!"
The pleasure was building every moment. She knew that it wouldn't be long before she would be juicing.
"Oh, sweetheart," she told him, "you don't know what you do to me. I just love it when you use your tongue on me."
Now the pleasure had built to such a fever pitch, he knew that she would have to be juicing soon. Suddenly, she did juice. As the hot liquid gushed into his mouth, he licked quickly.
"Oh," she sighed, "that's too much. Oh, ah, yes, yes, just like that."
He eagerly lapped her up. Then pulling his lips away from her cunt he glanced up at her.
"Thanks mom," he said, "you tasted real good to me."
"I'm glad I did, darling," she told him.
He looked forward that night with having sex with his girlfriend. However, his mother was putting up such a protest, he didn't know if he would ever get to screw her.
"You don't need anymore sex, do you?" she asked him.
"Sure, I do, mom," he said, "I need it real bad."
"But, darling," she said, "don't you think I can give you all you need?"
"It isn't that, mom," he insisted, "it's just that I want somebody else. I'm sorry."
By the time he was able to get out of his own house, he knew he was going to be late. So he decided not to go at all. It bothered the hell out of him. Now, he was troubled. He wished le had someone to talk to. As he walked around the corner, he looked at widow Parker's louse. Mrs. Parker used to hire him to do lawn work in the summer. And, she was standing outside as he walked by. She called out to him, "Hi, there."
"Hi, Mrs. Parker," he turned to look at her.
Suddenly, he saw her in a light he had never seen her before. She had a remarkably beautiful body. And he thought that it was a wonderful opportunity for him to get together with her and have sex with her. Even though he realized that he would be taking all kinds of risks, he thought it would be fun.
"I'd like to talk to you about something," he said to Mrs. Parker.
"Why sure, Frank," she said, "I haven't seen you for some time."
"I have been awfully busy with my school work," he said.
"I guess they do make you work awfully hard at school these days," she admitted.
They went into her living room and she asked him, "Could I get you something to drink?"
"Well, that would be nice," he said, "a coke would be alright."
"I only have a I-Up in the house," she said. "Would that do?"
"It sure would," he agreed.
When she had served him the drink and he was relaxed, he got to talking personally to her.
"Mrs. Parker," he said, "I want to talk to you about something that has been bothering me.
"Well, certainly," she said, "I would be happy to help you in any way I know how, but I don't know as a young boy's problems would be anything I could help him solve."
"Yes, you could," he assured her.
"Alright," she agreed, "tell me."
"Okay," he agreed, "I'll tell you what my problem is. It's something that is personal. It's sex."
"Sex?" she said, "I don't see how I can help you with that."
"You could," he said, "I'll tell you why. I've got some older woman that I have been having sex with. And, she is making life hell on earth for me. Really, I don't know what to do."
"Well, if I were you," she said, "I would quit having sex with someone I didn't care to. That's ridiculous."
"It's not quite as easy as all of that," he informed her.
"Well, it should be," she said quickly, "you know and I know that it isn't right for you to be having sex with an older woman."
"I wish you could tell the older woman that," he said.
"Well, whoever she is, she ought to be ashamed of herself. It's a terrible thing for anybody, but it's particularly disgusting to think of an older woman finding a young man appealing."
"Well, don't you find me appealing?" he asked her.
"That's not a good question to ask me," she said.
"Why not?" he asked curiously.
"Well," she explained, "I'll tell you. Every woman just like every man has sexual desires. When you're alone many of those needs are not fufilled. In other words, you're sex starved."
"Would you like to have sex with me?" Frank asked.
"Frank," she said, "we aren't even on a first name basis and you are talking sex."
"What's your first name?" he smiled wryly.
"Laura," she replied, "Laura, you know it."
"I just wanted to hear you tell me it," he laughed. "Laura, I wonder if you would enjoy having sex with me. I could show you some things you would never forget."
"You've got to be kidding," she laughed. "You wouldn't know how to please me. I had a husband who was a marvelous lover. He could do things that I'm sure you would never dream of doing."
"How can you be so sure?" he smiled.
"Well, I am sure," she laughed.
"I do about everything," he said.
"Well, so did my husband," she said, "he was marvelous. It is a very intimate, personal type of sexual connection that he preferred. One, I would hate to discuss at any length with you, dear."
"Why not talk about it," he said getting hot at the thought of speaking about sex with this woman. He noticed that Laura Parker was a very attractive older woman. In a way, she reminded him of his mother. She had the same smooth skin and a good body. She had well-formed breasts, and nice legs.
"Well, I'll tell you what my husband enjoyed," she finally agreed. "He liked oral sex. Do you know what oral sex is, dear?"
"Well, no," he said, "I have no idea."
"I didn't think you would, honey," she said, "Oral sex, for your information, is when the man uses his tongue effectively in the woman."
"You mean pussy eating?" he smiled.
"Well, I guess you could call it that," she said, "but technically it's cunnilingus."
"Cona-who?" he asked his jaw hanging slack.
"Frank," Laura Parker laughed, "can't you ever speak in clean words? Cunnilingus means when a man uses his tongue around a woman's, I suppose you would say, twat."
"Twat," he chuckled, "why not?"
She looked at his crotch and noticed his bulging cock.
"I'm sorry that I really can't continue the conversation," Laura insisted, "I think you are obtaining sexual stimulation from it."
"So what if I am?" he smiled. "Anything wrong with that?"
"Of course there is," she said quickly, "I would do nothing to arouse you sexually."
"Look, Laura," he said, "I couldn't look at you without turning on. You've got the body for it."
"For what?" she demanded.
"For screwing, that's what!"
The more he talked about it the more excited they both became.
"I would give anything," he said to her, "to have your body. You're such a beauty."
"I haven't heard anyone talk to me like that in years," she said nervously. "It's very kind of you to want to flatter me, Frank, even though I know that it's for your own personal gratification, but I'm not going to give in."
"You don't have to give in," he laughed, "you just have to give out."
"That's an interesting play on words," she said, "but I'm not interested in semantics. I'm interested in keeping a pure person pure."
"Who is the pure person?" he smiled. "You?"
"Yes," she said quickly, "I consider myself a very pure person. I am almost a puritan. I don't believe in just having sex to have sex. As a matter-of-fact, ever since my husband, Charley, left me, I haven't had sex with anybody."
"When was that?" he asked.
"Oh, a year ago," she replied. "A year ago or there abouts."
"Let me have you," he begged, "I will do everything with my tongue that you could want."
"Could you?" she smiled.
"Yes," he replied. 'I will stick my tongue where Charley's has never been. I've got a longer reach. Let me do it."
She was getting moist down there herself and finding it increasingly difficult to resist his approach.
"I don't even know why I'm talking to you," she said nervously, "you were disgusting."
"No, I'm not," he assured her, "I'm not disgusting at all. You know, honey, that I'm dying to have sex with you."
"Okay," she nodded, "let's go into the bedroom."
"All we have to do is take off our clothes and we can take it from there," he said, "if you want me to take a shower I will."
"Why don't you get in the tub?" she suggested, "and I can wash you off. I used to bathe Charley. He just loved it."
"I'm sure I would to." he said, "Let's go in there."
Laura was practically panting now for sex. He had her where he wanted her and he was delighted. Together they walked into the bedroom.
"Are you ready, sweetheart." she smiled, "I'm sure ready to give you some action."
"Alright," he said slipping out of his shirt. Tossing his shirt aside he slid out of his trousers. The big bulge was very evident in his cotton shorts. She went over to him and smiled.
"It seems like such a long time since I've had this available to me," she said.
Of course, by this, she meant his cock. Reaching out she let her hand slide along the cotton shorts as she felt the cock quivering she began feeling her heart flutter.
"I can hardly wait to feel of it naked," she said. "We can have such a good time together."
At this point he pulled his shorts down and revealed himself to her.
"Oh, wow!" she said, "you're a big boy now."
"You bet I am," he smiled at her, "and I can hardly wait to have a good time."
She took off her clothes quickly and they went into the bedroom. Now, he was going out of his mind with delight, passion and pleasure.
"Oh, honey," he said, "I really want to get you in that tub and play with you too."
"We've got a beautiful tub for that," she said, "it's one of those sunken Roman baths."
As she opened the bathroom door and he got sight of the beautiful black marble bathtub, he could see why she wanted to bathe him.
"Oh, I've never seen anything like it," he said excitedly, "this is really a fucker's bathtub."
"It is that," she agreed.
She could hardly wait for that moment when they would get together.
"Let me put the bubble bath in first," she said, "then I'll draw the water."
She found some bubble bath and he questioned her use of it.
"I don't think a man uses that crap," he said abruptly.
"Now, don't you worry about it," she said, "it will just make you smell good all over. And when we make love we may need to smell good all over."
"I read you," he smiled a bit shyly.
Pouring the bubble bath into the water, she then looked at him.
"Aren't you anxious to see me, naked?" she said.
"I sure am, Laura, honey," he said, "take off your clothes.
Laura wasted no time in slipping off her outer garments. When she was reduced to her panties and bra, he was juicing a little at the head of his penis.
"Does this excite you?" she smiled, as she put her hands under her breasts.
"Does it ever," he assured her.
Then reaching down she pulled at her panties. And now, the treat. She slipped out of her panties and he got sight of her gorgeous mound.
"What a gorgeous cunt you've got," he smiled. "I can hardly wait to let my tongue lick."
"I can't either," she said, "but first we bathe."
Laura's legs were in the tub a second later. He followed.
"There is plenty of room in this tub," he told her. "It easily accommodates two people."
"Sure it does darling," she said, "this was what Charley and I used to do. He loved to bathe my breasts. He liked to soak them down. He said he could build up a gorgeous soap suds around them."
"I'll try that too," he said, "I guess your old man Charley had the right idea."
Taking the bar of soap he soon began massaging her breasts with it.
"Oh, that feels so good," she told him, "yes, yea, I like that."
Then he reached down to finger her twat.
"Naughty, naughty," she giggled.
"Nice, nice," he said, "feels real nice. And how about this?"
He slid a finger up her pussy and her cunt gripped it.
"Ohh, I like that," she said, "and I'm going to like your tongue even more and your cock even more than that."
As Laura said cock she reached for his. He felt her hand on him pulling it slowly.
"Oh, that's nice," he told her, "real nice."
Laura didn't stop with pulling his cock with one hand, she reached down and felt the balls with the other.
"You like to do this, don't you?" he smiled at her.
"Oh, yes, I do," she repeated, "it's a lot of fun. Feel good too?"
-"You bet it does," he said, "this is great. I wish more people could be like this. You enjoy it, I enjoy it. What difference does our ages make?"
"Not a bit of difference," she told him frankly, "not a bit of difference, darling."
He loved the way she massaged all around there. It was getting to be more and more exciting.
"Ohh," he gasped, "this is too much. Oh, baby."
They both were having fun playing with the other. However, they both knew that soon they would have to get out of the bathtub and get on the bed and have a ball.
She looked at him and said quietly, "Should we get out now, darling?"
"Yes," he said, "let's get out right away."
Laura and Frank emerged from the tub. Laura was eager to dry him off.
"Let me dry you off, darling," she smiled eagerly, "that's it, yes, baby, yes. Let me dry everything. I like to see your balls, baby. They remind me of my husband's."
"Quit mentioning him," he said, "I'm here. You don't need to talk about him anymore."
"Alright, sweetheart," she said, "I won't mention him. You certainly are a sensuous young man. Turn around. Let me dry your ass off."
He turned and watched as she dried him off. He loved to observe her breasts. He loved to look at the nipples.
"What are you staring at me for like that," she asked.
"I like to look at your tits," he said, "I hope you don't mind, Laura."
"Why, no," she said, "not at all."
When he was dried off, he told her, "Now let me dry you baby."
He dried her off a little bit roughly.
"Take it easy," she said, "I don't care if you manipulate me, baby, but go easy on those breasts. They are sensitive."
"I can tell that," he laughed, "I can see they are getting hard."
Bending over he began licking the breasts.
"Oh, that feels so good," she said, "it's been such a long time since anyone sucked on them fiercely. Do it."
He was really turned on. A moment later they moved off to the bedroom and soon she was to learn that young Frankie had his own ideas about how he wanted it.
"What are you doing that for?" she asked as he lay on his stomach and parted his ass cheeks with his hands.
"Well, aren't you going to lick my ass-hole?" he asked.
"Well, I don't know," she said, "I just don't know."
"But I want you to so much," he said softly.
"Oh, alright," she agreed, "if you want it so bad, I'll do it."
Now she realized that he had his own ideas about sex.
'That's it, honey," he told her, "just suck it. Yes. Yes. That's what I want."
Her tongue licked around his ass cheeks but she couldn't bring herself to sock it into the ass-hole. He noticed this and told her, "Honey, please suck the ass. I want you to do it."
Even though this was the last thing she wanted to do or intended to do, being caught in this position, she had to. A hot tongue slid into there. Every second became more exciting.
"Oh," he gasped excitedly, "that is beautiful. Oh, yes."
The hot tongue stabbed in there and wiggled about.
"That's the way I like it," he told her excitedly, "now you're doing it. Oh, baby, I had to spell it out for you but you sure know how to do it."
It was strange how magnetically his body appealed to her. She had never dreamt that could love in these intimate places but she was discovering that she could once the action got going.
"Suck it," he begged, "Oh, suck. Oh, yes, baby, that's what I want. Do it, baby do it."
The hot tongue was stabbing in there and it was becoming more and more exciting.
"Eat it," he told her excitedly, "eat my ass out. Oh, ah, you are not disappointing me, baby. You are beautiful. That's it, baby. Suck. Suck."
The pleasure was building every second. As her tongue twisted about inside the ass-hole, he wiggled in every direction.
"Oh," he panted pushing into the bed, "you are driving me out of my gourd. Oh, yes. Yes. You better get your mouth over this quick, honey, because I'm going to be shooting fast."
She realized that he was telling the truth and she slipped her mouth out of his ass-hole while he turned over quickly.
"Oh, what a pecker," she gasped excitedly, as she looked at the size of his prick.
"You like it?" he asked.
"Do I ever," she said, "you have a gorgeous prick. I can hardly wait to suck it."
She held it in her hand and squeezed it. Then at first she just let her tongue slide over the velvety crown of the cock.
"Oh, yes. That's what I want. Oh, ah, yes, yes, do it."
The hot mouth was now moving over the dick and it became more exciting every second.
"Keep it up," he begged, "keep doing it."
Suddenly, the huge dick slid into the mouth and down her throat. She loved this. She gripped his ass cheeks and held on for dear life.
"Oh," he panted excitedly, "that is beautiful. Ohh, ah, yes, yes!"
Faster and faster the action continued and as he stabbed her face he wiggled about. She had to grab his ass and hold him straight.
"Oh, eat it," he told her, "eat my prick. Yes, that's what I like. Suck it off. Suck the cock, suck off."
She loved to hear the obscene words. They added to the pleasure. She couldn't understand why and neither could he but they loved it.
"Oh," he gasped excitedly, "yes, baby, yes. I'm going to cum in a minute. Oh, ah, yes, yes, just like that."
The furious pitch to fucking was continuing. Every second was more exciting than the last.
"Suck it, baby," he said blissfully.
She sucked smoothly varying the tempo of her cock sucking activity to make it last.
"Oh, baby," he gasped excitedly, "that's beautiful. Yes, yes, keep it going."
The delicious excitement that surged through his body was increasing to the point that he knew he would shoot his gun off in a minute. Then she slid a finger up his ass-hole. That added to the pleasure.
"Oh," he panted, "that is beautiful, baby. Oh, ah, yes, yes!"
He was determined to discover new dimensions in sex. He wanted his powerful penis to provide the pleasure for more women than one. He was happy to be free from his mother so that he could search for the truth about himself. In powerful thrusts he drove it faster down her throat. The suspense was building every second for her too as she could hardly stand it. The intense movement of his body really appealed to her. He was doing a sensational job of doing it hard and fast. She had no regrets now, that he was doing it to her. She was glad that she had gone down on him.
"Oh," he panted, "yes, yes, suck it. Suck it Laura. Suck it, suck."
Laura was so stimulated that she wanted to make it last. And she did something unusual. She pulled her mouth off his dick for a second.
"What are you doing?" he asked in desperation.
"I'm going to have your ass for a minute too," she said, "I don't want you to shoot your dick. I want it to last."
He arched his back up so his ass was even with her face. Then she went back to licking at a furious pitch.
"Oh, you're fucking my ass like it's a small slippery dick," he laughed. "I like that baby. Oh, yes, slide it in there. Oh, ah, yes, yes baby, yes. This is much more than I expected. You really know how to do it. Oh, honey, that's wild. I like the enthusiasm you're putting into that ass suck."
The hot tongue movements were really increasing in depth. Every moment he became more stimulated. She was displaying such skill at doing it for him, he was amazed. His mother had never done it as effectively. He was learning that different women could do it differently. And he was really glad he had gotten her to go down on him like this. But he didn't want her to take too long doing his ass, as he knew that his dick would explode in a minute or two.
"Oh," he gasped, "do it, do it. Oh, yes, that's what I want. Oh, ah, yes, yes!"
Suddenly, the hot dick was in her hand and she was pumping his penis while she was licking his ass out.
"That's it," he told her, "rim it, rim it while you jerk my prick."
He was amazed at how beautifully she could do it. The mobility of her tongue surprised him. And, now his balls were on fire.
"You'd better suck my cock off quick," he told her eagerly, "it won't be much longer now. Oh, baby, that's beautiful. Do it."
At this point he was trembling with passion.
"Suck my joint," he begged, "suck it. Suck it fast."
She knew that she couldn't waste any more time. She pulled her tongue out of his ass and went to town on his prick.
"Suck it," he begged, "suck, baby."
Her mouth moved down over his penis. She really was enjoying it at this point.
"Oh, ahh, yes yes!"
Suddenly, the cock juice exploded in her mouth. As the white creamy cum splashed into her mouth and she sucked some more, he cried out in passionate pleasure.
"Oh, ah, yes, baby, don't stop. Oh, baby you don't know what excitement you're producing in my body. You can't understand it. Suck it. There's more in there, honey. Suck it all out."
He didn't have to worry. Laura had always enjoyed giving head. And her husband has told her that she gave the best head he had ever had. So, Frank didn't have to worry a second about her staying on until it was all gone.
"Oh, ah, yes, yes!"
Finally, she got some more juice out of it.
"Oh, wow!" he panted, "you really did it good. I'm shot in gallons. Oh, sweetheart, what a cock sucker. Oh, baby, that is too much. Oh, baby, I repeated it. You see, baby, I could do it twice."
Finally when she had finished she slid her mouth off his dick and looked at him with a laugh on her face.
"How was it, darling?" she smiled.
He looked at Laura and told her frankly, "Your husband sure taught you how to suck head."
She laughed, "My husband didn't teach me everything, I picked up a lot by instinct."
"Beautiful," he smiled at her, "just beautiful. You know baby," he said, "there are so many things we can do. I want you to swing your pussy over in my face and let me lick it. I can show you plenty that I can do with my tongue."
"Can you really?" she asked.
"You bet I can," he assured her.