Each girl grabs an arm and escorts me back home. In the apartment, the girls head for their bedrooms, likely to change into something to keep me in a ...tate of perpetual excitement. The answering machine is blinking: there are two messages; one from Tanimara, and the other from Mrs. Gleason.First, Tanimara: she asks me to call her when I return. The second, Mrs. Gleason; again thanking me for allowing her the chance of a lifetime to see her family. She confirms she will be back on January second. Juices glistened on them. She looked so open.Not a virgin, but an experienced girl.“Now, Johana,” my mother said, “Just bend over and start licking. Lap around the edges of her pussy lips. Don't go straight for her clit. Get her pussy hot and wet first, then you can attack it.”“Okay, Mom,” I groaned, my small breasts jiggling as I leaned over. My futa-dick throbbed, at my full erection.“Eating pussy requires reading your partner even more than breast play,” said my mother. “You need to learn. He stands admiring her fully naked form while she does the same, both unhindered by their openness. “So you liked what you saw,” she remarks, grinning. “I bet my teddy will like what he is about to see too.”“You really are a freak,” the boy mumbles.Ursula’s eyes look over the boy’s hard chiseled body, her mind filling with pure lust. “You don’t know that half of it,” she giggles, stealing a glance over at the bear. “But why don’t you find out?”The by nods, and without warning, he scoops her up. "It's Izzy. Can I come in?"I was more than a little surprised to hear her use her childhood nickname. It was the first time in about three years I'd heard it pass her lips. When she was thirteen she demanded that the entire family start calling her by her given name and refused to answer to anything else.I dragged myself out of bed, unlocked the door turned and dove back under the blankets. It was getting colder outside and winter was coming on fast. My Dad was not one to turn up the thermostat.
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