At first I pulled back when I first tasted his cum but I developed a taste for it. I loved the brassy, doggie taste. I had not tasted a boys cum so I ...ad nothing to compare it to. I liked it from the beginning and later in life I thirsted for it. So my routine with Red became a favorite part of my day. As I said I would bring Red into the house and then undress in front of him as he sat there with his big pink tongue sticking out the side of his mouth and his doggy cock showing ink. I would. Both knew that speaking would only mean having to talk about them.Helen felt her husband roll away from her and a moment later felt his shoulders start to shake. She realized that he was once again sobbing. She rolled toward him, scooted close to his back. She placed a hand on his shoulder before leaning down and to whisper in his ear.“We’ll get through this,” she whispered, trying to comfort the man of God.“I have not only sinned against God, but I’ve sinned against you and our. Youll wake up mom and Emma. Sorry, sorry, I whispered. He went back to licking me and I had to grab onto the sheet and bite my lip to keep from screaming. His tongue was rolling up and down and around my clit and when he sucked it I lost all control. I started cumming twitching and gasping, trying my best not to scream as his tongue kept stimulating me. My body convulsed as I came down from my high but his little licks still sent residual shockwaves through me. Okay now I knew why Emma was such. " Well, it's time," I said. My fingers were slick with her fluids. She was sinking backward while I fingered her, until she rested on her elbows, her lippy pussy laying open towards me. I pushed her legs open and dropped my head low down to the covers and took her vagina in my mouth. Aunt Patricia's pussy tasted like my friend's, only muskier and more full-bodied. I'd never eaten an older woman before. It was like moving from turkey panninis to steak. She was luscious and delicious."Ohhhhhhh,.