.." I said, whimpering softly. Her hands came around the back of my butt. Her tongue was like a magical wash of warm, wet motion across my skin. She m...ved quickly, almost aggressively as she nodded her head up and down, making long strokes across my sensitive places. She pulled at me to open me wider and I felt her tongue go deeper, into the folds, delving into crevices I'd never felt before."It's like I know what you want, yah?"I realized I was smiling dreamily. "Yah. It's amazing...." And it. "MOM, I'M CUMMING! FEEL ME CUM!" I spurted, powerful ropes of cum all over her clit."OH RICKY, I CAN FEEL YOU CUM! SPURT ALL OVER ME BABY! SPURT ON MY CUNT! I'M CUMMING TOO! OH, OH, I'M CUMMING!"Our orgasms were powerful and exhausting. By the time we settled down we were too tired to get dressed for Pauli's. We wiped the semen off each other and threw on some robes. I ordered pizza while Mom opened a bottle of wine. After the pizza, we took our wine into the den and started watching a movie.. At the same time Brandy’s warm fingers returned to my breasts. At first she cupped each one, as if taking measure of its size and shape. Then her thumb and forefinger encircled my nips and began rhythmically squeezing and tugging. I have large areola and shallow, thick nipples that seldom seem to get truly hard. But under Brandy’s relentless teasing, they were soon standing tall and erect. “My turn!” she exclaimed, lowering her head to my breast. There was no way Brandy could take more than a. It’s the joy of obtaining the lingerie, frolicking your fingers through the racks of panties, the purchase, the anticipation of wearing. Perhaps “underdressing” for the day at work or play, then finally the alone time to enjoy the relief. Then it starts again.Anyway, the Purge. This is not the first time – the one prior to that was for a house move, so everything not only had to be culled, but also carefully packed int hat oen box you could move without notice. Garage tools….In mine last time.