He used to do this when he made love to her, gently licking her nipples as he rubbed her clit. She moaned at the thought of it, dipping her fingers in...o her wetness, pumping them in and out of her. She was so wet that she was starting to tingle way up inside. Then he would start licking her clit hard as she wrapped her legs around his head. She was moaning loudly, still frigging herself while she remembered how wonderful it felt. He would tell her how good her pussy tasted and how wet she was.. “I love being a futanari!” I howled.“You're amazing!” Monique moaned, her bowels clenching down as I flooded her depths. Then her asshole convulsed. She screamed out her wordless orgasm, her feathery hair swaying.“You're so beautiful when you cum,” Phillipa said, staring at me in awe.I shuddered, my final blast of cum firing into Monique's bowels. Such hot rapture surged through me. My daughter kept sucking at my nipple. I gave Phillipa such a dirty grin as Monique collapsed, her asshole. No dance of seduction. No need to tease. He licked around the labia and slid his tongue deep inside her fragrant grotto. Fragrant and flavorful with a slightly bitter taste. He fucked her with his tongue while his thumbs pressed her clit. Her fast breaths were filled with deep moans. "Oh Yes, God Yes, Oh Jim, Oh Jim, Oh God, So Gooooood," she moaned nearly indecipherably and then shrieked out in orgasmic bliss. He pushed a couple fingers inside to feel the pulsation. Then he lay down beside. He finally spoke and asked me what had been going on with my little sister. I had no words to try and explain, so I just sat there mute. His face was red and I thought he might be getting ready to blow up and hit me. Instead, he put his arm around my shoulder and told me that he understood. He said that when he was a horny teen, he had fooled around with his little sister and found it pretty satisfying.He went on to describe how his little sister would come to his room after school and suck his.