He starts this time at my neck, kissing, nibbling and licking every inch of it he can see. I tip my head back to give him more room. God it feels so g...od! Like touching heaven… His kisses now trail lower to my nipples. He licks and bites each one, teasing me mercilessly until I'm clutching his dark curls and thrashing about on the bed. After he seems happy with this, he goes even lower, kissing and trailing with his tongue, until he reaches the waist band of my sweat pants. He slips his hand. She looked pleased watching him almost as much as it pleased him seeing her and her soft, sweet face and shapely body. ‘Show me what you got, Joe,’ she requested. He had never played any of Chris Squires’ riffs without the recording accompanying him, but he had played them enough, copied the Yes bassist enough, that he thought he could play solo. He did remember the notes, his mind imagining playback in the room that only actually had the sounds of his bass. With only that sound, he realized he. Our tongues danced round each others’ wetly. I pushed my hand down over her silky nighty, over her cunt, then down to her thighs, and back up under the nightdress, over her cunt and onto her curvy belly. I felt her, up and down, up to her belly button then down between the hot lips of her cunt. “Mum?” I said. “If you can’t get pregnant now, then would you let me put my cock inside you?” “OK” she said, “I’m missing dad, and I don’t see any harm, “as long as you promise. He owned a construction company and he aspired to turn the business over to me one day. I knew most everything about running the company but I loved working in the field the most. Mostly because it kept me strong and I enjoyed my physique. I ended up getting home pretty late and desperately needed a shower. I figured I would use the downstairs bathroom as not to wake anyone. I must not have noticed that the light was on because I barged right in without knocking and there bent over the tub was.