While never losing eye contact with me, she leaned forward and put her tongue on my lips. The sensation was absolutely mind-blowing for me as she mov...d her tongue up and down. On a trip to the top of my crack, Tatyana sucked my clitoris into her mouth and began beating it with her tongue with rapid flicks. All I could do was moan in pleasure and shake under her oral assault as I had never experienced anything remotely this arousing. She knew she had me on the edge when she suddenly plunged. She flooded her womb with pussy juices and I felt them gush past my still pumping cock, spilling out all over my cock, balls, and thighs. I felt the warm liquid run between my legs and knew that the mattress below me was now soaking wet as well.But that was of no matter; what I was concerned with right now was this wildly gyrating beauty on top of me. Julie was screaming out her pleasure even as she was tearing at her tits and flinging her head around, whipping her blond hair into a white. “So I see,” she whispered. Her pupils dilated as a smile crept across her face, fingers twitching in eagerness to reach over and touch.“I suggest,” he said quietly, “that we retire somewhere more private and discuss this over sex.”Her eyes met his, amusement and desire combining to trump her outrage. “You complete and utter shit. How do I know you’re not just using this idea for a Friday-night fuck?”“Well ultimately you don’t,” he replied levelly, “not for sure. Although I suspect you recognise. Paul did not answer. "Paul, I asked you a question, is you wearing girl's lacy panties?" Emily repeated. "Y... yes Mum." Paul stammered. "What do you mean, 'Yes Mum'? My god Paul, what are you, some kind of sissy, how dare you wear ladies panties. Where did you get them anyway?" Emily was in full flight now. "They were Aunty Pauline's." Paul said in a whisper. "My God Paul. How could you do such a terrible thing? And Uncle Bob has been so good to you, how could you abuse his kindness." Emily.