Maybe Tim was right about her. Maybe she was easy after all. So I moved my hand up her panties. Her crotch was warm and moist. I tried to slip a finge... into her panties but I couldn’t get it in her leg opening. Then Fergie opened her knees up wider for me so that I could. When I slipped my finger inside her panties I knew that she was wet so I slipped my finger into her slit and found her clit. As I rubbed it Fergie squirmed all over the place from the pleasure.Soon Fergie said, “Could you. Elizabeth. Thank you, I will." Dean's discomfort at the mention of his mother in such a mundane manner, especially from a woman who moments earlier was sucking spunk from his cock, was clearly visible and in his effort not to upset her, he was agreeing to anything Mum said."Oh no, Dean," said my mother playfully. "You don't have to thank me. At least, not yet." She retracted her hand from the drawer and turned towards him. Then, with a feeling for amateur dramatics, she pressed the object. "Mom wasn't home yet, so I figured she was enjoying Earl. That would be cool, but I wonder if this would keep Earl from continuing to advise me because I now had a lot of questions about girls. I suppose that would also be okay with my two new friends.The girls kept checking their phones to see if their mothers had called, and what they might be thinking, as we made breakfast. No one called. We ate pancakes with lots of syrup, and we all had milk to give our bodies strong bones and muscles. I. "How many a****ls do you know that could talk?"Kristen moaned, unable to answer, unable to even look at where her incredible pleasure was coming from as the fairy tale Wolf continued to eat her out. She could feel an orgasm coming on, but somehow it didn't feel like it was going to be big enough, like her body was telling her that this wasn't all...Writhing in front of the huge creature, Kristen clutched at its furry head... she could feel its long teeth brushing against her pussy and thighs as.