Several minutes later Rita returned in a white terry cloth robe, her short red hair still wet from her shower. Ron stood, his cock now rising, took he... in his arms and kissed her deeply making certain she felt his growing erection against her terry cloth covered tummy. They kissed long a deeply and Ron’s erection reached such gigantic proportions that as the separated it stood nakedly poking out of his robe – so hard that his ample foreskin was rolling back off the head and veins stood out. At first I was about to say, No way, but then I thought about the many animals I had seen lick each other. I asked, Would you want me to do that? Well, not you but I think I would want it done, Liz whispered so quietly that I could hardly distinguish what she said. Why? I asked. Whispering softly again she said, I think it would feel real good. I thought about licking Liz where she peed. I wondered what it would be like. I then thought of her liking my dick. I thought I would like that. My. More is applied to my breasts and more heat strikes me, he sucks again and then I taste the fiery peppers and the heat mixing with the gentle sweetness of the others. My lips and tongue feel the tingle and I can feel my pussy is already soaking the sheets as I realize the hot oils can also go to my pussy!My legs are spread wide as his mouth reaches me and he kisses me directly on my clit, and bites down upon it, eliciting a cry a pain, but the heat already spreads and his tongue darts in me,. I got yet another firm talking to, and then we went to the table to eat dinner with the rest of the family. We’d just finished when the doorbell rang. Winter was standing, so she went to answer it.“Steve,” she called out, “Tom Quinn is here to see you.”“And the hits just keep on coming,” I sighed.I got up and went to meet a grim-faced Tom at the door, and took him to my study. I offered him a glass of Blanton’s which he accepted.“I’m sorry,” I said.“You will be, if you make my wife cry like.