I moved my hand up her chest and wrapped my large hand around her neck, squeezing it firmly. She grabbed my forearm with both hands and squirmed sligh...ly in mild protest, but didn't struggle to free herself of my grasp. Our eyes locked hard on each other with laser focus. Her breathing was shallow and rapid in anticipation of what might come next.With my throbbing cock pulsing inside her, and fully engorged with fresh blood, I held her in place by the throat and reached for her face with my. ” With that, she lifted the two fingers which moments before had been tantalising the desire that had been, and was still, burning between my legs. They were glistening and shimmering with the viscous essence of my lust. Slowly, she moved her fingers to my lips and began to smear my liquid lust liberally over my lips, coating them, before pressing her two fingers into the warmth of my mouth and finding my tongue. I felt myself beginning to suckle gently on her fingers, tasting myself on them,. "Yeah, it was Mom ... and she cried for a bit. David held me the whole time, and then when she hung up, I kissed him hard on the mouth. The rest was ... history," Amber whispered to me out of earshot of certain people in the family room.That was when Lisa excused herself and me for an "intermission of sorts," to take place in the shower, though we didn't stop the film, having seen it before. I knew full well what sort of "intermission" she had in mind, and sure enough, my wife got me naked and. Baking, married with women's already developed gathering skills, led to some tasty treats. Having domesticated cows by then, a woman could Churn The Butter so she could then Butter Her Bagel, and end up Having A Finger Licking Good Snack. If she could Raid The Honey Pot it was even better. And, if she got tired of bagels, she could Buff Her Muffin instead. Even later, of course, she could Examine The Hole In Her Donut.And, as technology marched on, if she wasn't Defrosting The Freezer or.