If ... I wasn't the first one." I don't understand, Jen." Ron narrowed his warm hazel eyes, just like my dad used to do it when he was thinking hard."...here aren't very many people around who can do what my mom did, even today, and twenty years ago ... She was probably the only one." Wait. You think your mom ... made me?" My mom and dad," I nodded, except they'd told me I was the only one. They wouldn't have lied to me, I knew that."You're my sister?" Ron blinked at me."I don't know." But why?. Crazed with the intense pleasure of what he was doing to her, Kim began writhing her steamy cunt up tighter against his slavering lips. Raising his mouth a bit, he placed his tongue flat against her throbbing clit, giving her tingling cunt-knob a fabulous massage."Oh, sweet suckin' Jesus!" sobbed the beautiful girl, passionately squeezing her soft thighs against his juice-drenched face. "It's so good, Mr. Cobb... so shittin' good!"Sucking passionately on his neighbor's tasty little cunt, he was. Her breathing was soft and regular, a sign of her total trust in the man. Snapping his fingers suddenly, she could almost see the little light bulb flicker above his head bringing a smile to her lips.Bending he wrapped another rope around her slim ankle. Running a casual hand up her calf muscle as he did. Feeling the resilience of the muscle and the softness of her skin beneath his touch. He looked up at her and smiled as he dragged his nail down across the flesh watching with an amused. “I write about a stage manager who almost gets caught in the act with one of her actors,” I said, my voice trembling, but my clit starting to tingle as my imagination take over and worked out where this could lead. “Really?” he said, with a guilty grin. “What part does the actor play?” So he was interested. I knew it. I stepped right up close to his ear. “Don Pedro,” I whispered, whirling away from him and taking the door out of the hall towards the toilet. There was one beat and I heard his.