"There was a really long pause."I think we need to talk with Cyrus," said Tara."Cyrus!" said Melanie with some alarm."Well, you don't want to talk wit... Walter, do you? Or Mr. White?" Yeah, well that's for sure, but ... what can Cyrus tell us?" What it's like for him to have those dreams. Maybe he knows what makes him have more or less of them. Who knows how many other girls he's visiting every night?" Yeah, but don't you think he'd die of embarrassment?" I'm not sure, but -- hey, he's the one. ”Christine laughed and then got out of the car to let them in the house. The door had barely closed before Becky pulled off her top and kicked off one of her shoes. Christine rapidly followed suit, and both women were soon naked, with Dan drinking in the sight as they locked lips in a hungry kiss.Becky’s hands roamed over her aunt’s body, even as Christine’s did the same. Their tongues slipped over each other as they kissed, their need revealed in their passion. Finally, Christine pulled. . Peter, thanks — you may call me Nallen as well — the reason is that I am offering you a chance to come to Allland. Both you and your wife.”“And we get there how? Beam-me-up-Scotty, you got the Tardis hidden around here?”I shook my head, nothing like that, Uncle Peter. There’s a door in the hall.”“You’re shittin’ me.”“Not at all, Peter.” Mom answered him this time.“Nallen’s mother is holding it open from the other side so we can go back, we can’t do it from here,” I added, trying to be. I can just barely feel one of my fingers touch my pussy lips through my panties; my wet panties. I open my legs wider, so wide. I close my eyes again and imagine you there between my legs, doing what you do so well; eating my warm pussy. I'm so horny it's as if I can almost feel your warm tongue against the lips of my moist pussy, and the soft skin of your fingers guiding deep into my cunt. I slowly slide a hand down inside my panties, and instantly feel overcome by pleasure. My body quivers.